Evolution - A Monkey's Perspective
Many stories I’ve heard from men, Of where we originated. But none was so interesting As the one told by a monkey: I’m better than men, it said. I take care of my kids. I ain’t like some crazy teens, Dumping babies in bins. Many men with lots of fruits Would rather they go to rot; Even if little boys beg till morn' For a bite to soothe their guts. I once strolled past a school, Wedged myself beneath a stool, To listen to the latest follies, That catch human fancies. Ape begat man, the teacher said. Evolution it's called, he further expressed. Briskly I shook my hairy head, And in fury stamped my stubby feet. For I know so well, We’re way different from men.