A Well Dressed Monkey Never Be A Gentleman.
by SHANTHA TELDENIYA
Once upon a time
But I forgot the time
End of a sunny day
A monkey came to town.
Wearing a full suit
Like an English man,
Walking on the street
And glancing at the straight.
Children saw the strange,
But laughing stock with jumps.
Why did they were laughing?
No one knew that sense.
A poor little boy not wearing a short
Shouting in the loudest voice.
"Look at the monkey. it has a tail.
But poor monkey can't hide it all"
Shantha Teldeniya
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Author:
Shantha Teldeniya (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 19th, 2022 03:29
- Category: Children
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Comments3
Lol India is filled with monkeys. Interesting.
this is deep!
so well written, thanks for sharing
('that tail - end
of a 'gentlemen's', suit
sure offers room, to hide
a lot of his insidious, deeds...'
and we be
the wannabe monkey-wrench, presence
trying to stem, his venomous legacy
from bleeding into that next
unsuspecting, generation..
Empire's and their never ending
grip
on a nation's, capacity to free
its mind
from shadow-less chains
and showcase, its full potential!)
Feels like a real situation in the society.
Well done sir.
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