Up atop the tallest tree
Sits a giant squirrel monkey.
Whenever a child wanders by
Down the squirrel monkey will fly,
To grab them by a tuft of hair
And take them back to his lair.
Then the monkey has his feast
Upon the child’s delicious meats
This is a story told by me
To keep damn kids away from my tree.
2003
Ryan Glover
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-squirrel-monkey/
