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Apr 2014
The monkey was a smooth operator,
it would sit for hours above the busy street eating green bananas,
then every now & then,
would slide down the drain pipe
to make the exchange.
Nobody suspected a capuchin
dressed in leathers,
trading tar for dollars.
Ingenious.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and ---
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