~Xploding Monkeys~
The monkeys are cute,
Way up there in the parachute.
They went up in the air,
To explore the carnival fair.
Too bad they explode,
When a bomb's on the road.
A man left it there,
To kill the people everywhere.
The people survived,
When the police arrived.
The police threw the bomb there,
And kill the monkeys in the air.
The monkeys flew,
Everwhere in the zoo.
That's where they came from,
They don't have freedom.
They're exploding monkeys,
Not exploring donkeys.
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Xploding Monkeys
PoetryThis is a poem about Exploding Monkeys and where they came from...