We’re given monkeys,
we’re given monkeys.
Vile is this lot, much worse than snakes—they are so wrong!
We’re given monkeys,
they’re worse than skunkies.
Oh man, reek stench ’n’
of “perfume” is something strong!

Chimps miss their eating deadline,
don’t get fed—whine. Food-bray.
The zoo gives ’em room and board. . .
fingers in the pie or else they cry.

We’re given monkeys;
they’re patron flunkies.
Don’t bend or they will rend
where you hike your pants down,

We’re given monkeys,
we’re given monkeys.
Vile is this lot, much worse than snakes—they are so wrong!
We’re given monkeys—
their lies aren’t funny!
Chimplike regression in the crew
of D.C. Con’s.

So often seeing headlines
’bout brain-dead whines—oy vey!
They’re naught but a gang o’ whores.
’cause their lips move, we know that they lie.

We’ve chimps and monkeys
flinging the bunky.
Don’t bend or what perpends
will go in far and long.