there was a little monkey he played the violin
he just love to hold it with his little chin
he would use the bow pulling to and fro
from his violin his music it would flow
he had a dream that oneday famous he would be
a violinist of the best go down in history
he praticed everyday two hours maybe more
until everthing was perfect for his music score
there was a competition to play the albert all
monkey stood in line waiting for his call
then came his time to play he would do is best
to be the best of all and beat all the rest
he began to play the crowd he did amaze
playing with such skill they were in a daze
they shouted out for more and stood up on there feet
monkey he was proud it made him feel complete
monkey he had won now a music star
people came to see from near and a far
now he travels global for all the world to see
all around the world famous now is he
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC
there was a little monkey he played the violin
he just love to hold it with his little chin
he would use the bow pulling to and fro
from his violin his music it would flow
he had a dream that oneday famous he would be
a violinist of the best go down in history
he praticed everyday two hours maybe more
until everthing was perfect for his music score
there was a competition to play the albert all
monkey stood in line waiting for his call
then came his time to play he would do is best
to be the best of all and beat all the rest
he began to play the crowd he did amaze
playing with such skill they were in a daze
they shouted out for more and stood up on there feet
monkey he was proud it made him feel complete
monkey he had won now a music star
people came to see from near and a far
now he travels global for all the world to see
all around the world famous now is he
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