There's a monkey in the back of my brain
she's sitting in a cesspool
every time she gets mad, she throws the first thing
that drifts by
Some days I need to keep my distance from
puny humans
Other days, there are weasels and rats
chewing on the control cables
mostly the ones that control the
screaming muscles
ARRRRRGHH! or arugala!
may be emitted
I like the days when my better angels
get along with the turd throwers
and rodent teethed beasts
Getting older has made the cranky beasts
too tired to chew and fling
as often
and that's a good thing
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