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Sep 2013
Look at that naughty monkey
with that tin cup in his hand
he shakes it with small change inside
for his master the ***** grinder by his side

He gibbers and on a cigar he smokes
ladies legs as they pass he does stroke
he bites if you don't put something in his tin
for he knows with no food he will get thin

His red waistcoat and fez
well, they have seen better days
yet he is loyal to his master
as his buddy grinds away

His mischief has no bounds
as he bangs his cup on the ground
he is a crowd pleaser
and a great money reviler
this monkey with his ***** grinder


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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