Flamingo’s on the warpath
monkey’s taken her scarf
he’s hung it on the money tree
In the hope that money would grow
hedgehog is all itchy
but he cannot scratch his back
so the tortoise pulled his neck out
and scratch it on that patch
camel plays the banjo
and now he has a friend
a road rat who came to sing with him
he also plays the triangle ...ting, ting, ting
now the money tree is thriving
maybe monkeys had it right?
but its’ not money that’s growing
It’s the kaleidoscope of my mind so bright.
-
Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: November 7th, 2026 05:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Happy Saturday 💰 🌴
- Category: family
- Views: 3

Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.