Monkey Remote


Big headed and fearing disease,

U are a golden haired monkey,

With a remote control,

not in control,

Your heart is removed to inject economics into your monkey hood,

You're Mario mushroom pornstar hotel tycoon,


trumping through forest,

Prez Golden monkey,

Hoaxing your way up to custard hair,

And gold crusted monkey remotes,

To your own internet world,

Available toilet side -

Your golden monkey thrown,

With even golder anus paper,

Take your golden hair,

Somewhere else no likes u here,

Dollar sign monkey,

Gold is for b vitamins,



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