Poem Body
Laugh once
Laugh twice
Laugh 114 times
The giddy heights
Of hilarity
Won't save us
Although they are
A cheap way
To pass the wine
A dancing monkey
Is only terrible
On the end of a chain
Grind your organ
On the footpath
If you want to
The monotony
Of despair
Is a wound up pain
Comments
Simon
A riddle unfolds as the music plays on, there could be more body to this one so that the reader can just be nudged in the right direction.
Good to have you back again!
Take care Yours Ian..
grinderman ..post industrial evolution
used capuchain monkeys
not chimps....not orangutans
sloths nor apes
the capes were intelligent
chimps were violent
and ate peoples face
still apt to do
interesting....these little
monkeys bright enough to
work for nothing
like the imperialist state
work the human simians
from afar for a dollar a day
making a mass quota
for nothing
monkey cup
check it out
victorian times
children were used
but they ate much
cost much
and grew in size
requiring more grub
for profit
love it..pain
equals costs
so they are cutting
everything
for the human multitude
of affordable labour
here...
interesting that robotics
replaces us all
and when the robots
gain intelligence
created in the creators
image and given a choice
of morality or survival
of existance
where that might go
so we are true biorobots
and the robots will be
the next immortals
..hmm
nothing new..i could
have written science
fiction
too busy just being
free out here
like a monkey in the
jungle...
Thanks for the feedback
I gave it an edit. But decided it was a new poem and called it Free Advice.