Posted by Bryan Claremont on Thursday, May 28, 2009,
In :
Poetry
There's a monkey in my coffee
And one upon my shoulder,
Another in the kitchen,
I think he's getting bolder,
I'm in a wimpy diner
And nothing could be finer
Than the monkey in your soul,
The monkey in your soul,
The monkey in your soul jar,
Big baboon looking back at you
In the mirror!
There's a monkey on the TV
And two out in the parlour,
A fourth is in the bathroom
Shaving in the mirror,
Am I hallucinating
Or mental masturbating
Like the monkey in your soul,
The monkey in your soul,
The monkey in y... Continue reading ...
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About Me
I am a human being, from planet Earth. Some people seem to be wondering about that though.
I play keybaords, and sometimes clarinet. I'll even play the fool every now and then.
My main keyboard, right now, is fourteen years old, a classic fossil, like me, the KORG WAVESTATION EX. They have a software version out onw, adn, yes, I do have that one, but I still like touching the real thing'.
My dog, Coby, likes this one a lot. Every time I play it, he barks.
Oh, I can bark too, but I'm not as good at it as he.
Does it really matter? Nah...I didn't think so!
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