Tops!

 
Had a fantastic day today!

Here’s a poem to celebrate it.

I eat Monkeys
Monkeys Monkeys Monkeys
I eat Monkeys all day long.

I eat them for my breakfast
I have one for my lunch
And if I’m feeling peckish
I nibble one for brunch.
There’s really nothing like them
In a restaurant in Stains
And just like in that film
I like chilled monkey brains. Cos!

I eat monkeys
Monkeys monkeys monkeys
I eat monkeys all day long.

You can keep your Gibbons and Shrews
And Occelots in stews.
There’s nothing to make me happier.
Than a Monkey’s paw in batter.Yes!

I eat Monkeys
Monkeys Monkeys Monkeys
I eat monkeys all day long.
Repeat

Martin Wolfenden Age 33 1/2

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About Martin Wolfenden 278 Articles
Back in the early days of this Century, I made some money by saying the odd funny thing in public. On one of these occasions a fellow funny talker told me that I should write a blog (because that was the sort of thing funny talking people did back then.) Now, I’m not the sort of person who does things the easy way, so I rejected all the ready made blogging platforms and started my own website. Since then it’s become a repository for whatever stuff is bubbling out of my brains and a directory of various podcasts and videos that I’ve made with my friends and is completely unnecessary.

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