The mon-keys are happy

They have been like don-keys

Only them got the keys

You can scratch like those bees

You won’t match in a freeze

 

You don’t know where they’ve been

To be soooo after their keys

They could run all galaxies

To take turn of their keys

If only they knew me

 

They would go the other way

To let go of the splay

My mother wouldn’t like that

It would scare her like a rat

But who knows what is that

 

Is running in their head

When they just want

To go ahead

They are stuck

In their stock

market