Monkey Business
I once knew a monkey
Monkey Business
His name was Funky
He lives with Bunkey
His friend monkey
Bunkey threw out the trash
To get some cash
For his itchy rash
He couldn’t eat hash
So he rolled on the grass
To scratch his rash
He went to the vet
To get a pet
He named his pet Met
He bought a jet
For him and Met
To fly to Kangeret
This poem was written by Trinity age 10 and Caleb age 8. This was an exercise with the two children to teach rhythms and rhyme.
Sarah Johnston
