My Monkey

I wish I owned a monkey;

I know that we’d have fun.

He’d be just like a brother;

my folks could call him “Son”.

We’d watch TV together;

my homework we’d both do.

We’d play my favourite board games —

Monopoly and Clue.

I’d let him wear my t-shirts;

we’d skateboard everyday.

I’m sure whatever sport I’d want

that monkey would just play.

But sadly, there is no hope.

No monkey will I own.

I’m stuck with Butch, our boring dog

whose interest is his bone!

3 thoughts on “My Monkey

    1. I couldn’t agree more. We have three dogs and they sleep on the bed. My father once thought of getting a monkey and dropped the idea when he heard that they couldn’t be house-trained. I don’t know if that’s true or not.

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