SOL2015 March 13 -Molly Murphy's Monkey
It’s Friday and I’m
feeling frivolous!
Poetry is never far away
for me. So, when I woke up this morning, I consulted my child’s heart and
decided to indulge in a bit of frivolity. After all, it has been a demanding week. So, some word play seemed in order.
This is for all those kids out there aged from 8 to 80… Who
knows, tomorrow I may resume normal transmission. But today, it’s all about
nonsense. Yeah! Let’s hear it for the monkey…
Molly Murphy’s Monkey
Molly Murphy’s monkey
Got a little bit drunk
He
Fell out of a tree
And landed ker-plunk
He
Picked up a banana
And ate a huge chunk
He
Then fell asleep on Molly
Murphy’s bunk
He
Woke up sad and his
spirits had sunk
He
Promised to be good and he
never would flunk
He
Needed a bath ‘cause he
smelled like a skunk
He
Was Molly Murphy’s
Drunky
Hunky
Chunky
Flunky
Skunky
Monkey
This monkey needs help! But not your poetry - very nice! Fridays are good for smiles!
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