Monkey Pants

I dreamt there was a monkey in my trousers
it’s okay I wasn’t in them at the time
he kept them up with braces made of ribbon
well he did for the purpose of this rhyme
He asked me if I had a ripe banana
then proceeded to take up an angry stance
as all I had to hand were tins of peaches
and he didn’t want to put them in my pants
The pockets were already filled with peanuts
and of course the regulation bits of string
and if he tried to put a tin of peaches in there too
he’d have no room left and the pants would cling.

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