And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

One of my favorites.(Updated after typing: Eh, not really.)
Making a Monkey out of Robbie
I know I stare at the monkey cage for too long
But there's one that amuses me beyond measure
One of my first times at the zoo
One of the few times I was serious
I saw that monkey and she saw me
And we became interested in each other quickly
Making silly faces
And imitating the other
I was about to pet her
When she punched me a good one
From then on I obeyed the signs
And kept armslength away
But still we would exchange faces
Even though with less frequency
More visitors came and even more left
And she was there to entertain
But I seemed to show up too much
And she threw her poop at me
When my back was turned
When I was glancing at the savages in the tiger cage
And she thought I couldn't hear
Her fellow monkeys laughing hyena laughs
And I would have fed them to the hyens
But I am not the keeper of apes
for I am the one trapped in a cage

"Some people think a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet. Well, I think a friend is an enemy hasn't betrayed you yet."
"I say 'Great.' even though nothing is and I go back to doing what I was doing before, which was nothing, but it was sort of important to me."
"Without the TV on, THERE....IS....NOTHING."