Monkey Poem

[Black Sakura]

Here's the poem off a fragile, delapidated paper table napkin I found in my grandmother's old scrapbooks.

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Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree
Discussing things as they're said to be.

Said one to the others, "Now listen, you two,
There's a certain rumor that can't be true--

That man desecended from our noble race-
The very idea is a disgrace!

No monkey ever deserted his wife,
Starved her babies and ruined her life.

And you've never known a mother monk
To leave her babies with others to bunk.

Or to pass them on from one to another
'Til they scarcely know who is their mother

And another thing you'll never see--
A monk build a fence 'round a coconut tree,

And let the coconuts go to waste,
Forbidding all the other monks a taste.

Why-if I'd put a fence 'round a coconut tree-
Starvation would force you to steal from me.

Here is another thing a monk won't do--
Go out at night and get on a stew

Or use a gun or club or knife
To take some other monkey's life

Yes, man dsecended--the ornery cuss---
But, brother, he didn't descend from us!"

[tam]

i really like that poem. so your grandma wrote it? i looked it up, some of the endings are different, but the author is unknown

[Black Sakura]

My grandma didn't write it, no.

The napkin was like printed with it on it.