Monkey And
Down in the hay Where monkey and bear lay woke from a stable-boy's cry
He said; someone quick! The got loose, got grass-sick! founder! Fain, they'll die
What is now by the sorrel and the roan? By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding
It is: stay by the gate you are And in your place, for your season And had the overfed dead but To high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom...
Did you hear that, Said monkey We'll get out of here, and square They've the gate open wide!
So My Here is my hand, where is your Try and my plan, Ursala My heart is a Full of love just, and earnest you know that we must unlearn this Allegiance to a life of And no longer answer to heartless Hay-monger, nor be his (that charlatan, artless hustling!) But; Ursala, got to eat something And our keep, while still within The borders of the land that man has (all and tight-fisted!) Until we reach the open in milk and honey
Will you your fancy clothes on, for me? Can you bear a longer to wear that leash? My love, I swear by the air I or later, you'll bare your teeth
But for now, just dance, C'mon, you dance, my darling? Darling, a place for us Can we go, I turn to dust? Oh my darling, a place for us Oh C'mon you dance, my darling? Oh, the hills are groaning excess Like a table ceaselessly set Oh my darling, we get there yet
trooped past the guards, Past the coops, and the fields, and the All night, till
The space they gained Much farther than the stone that bear To where they'd stop for tea
But a little faster And look backwards feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pasture
When the blackbirds hear tea whistling, they and clap And their caws the kettle black And we can't have of that!
Move along, Bear; there, there; that's cast in plaster Our Ursala's heart beat Than ever will
But They got to pay the bills Hadn't is what the monkey'd say
So, with the of a clown, or a cur Or a kite, tight at its tether In her dun-brown of fur And her jerkin' of swansdown and
Bear would sway on her legs; The would grind dregs of song, for the pleasure Of the children, who'd Throwing at her feet Then recoiling in
Sing, dance, C'mon, you dance, my darling? Oh darling, there's a for us Can we go, before I to dust? Oh my darling, there's a for us
Oh C'mon, will you dance, my You keep your fixed on the highest hill Where you'll ever-after eat fill Oh my darling, dear, If you Dance, darling, and I you still
Deep in the Shone a and miserly light the monkey shouldered his lamp
Someone had him The bear had wandering A fair piece away from where they were
Someone had him The bear'd been away To the seaside caverns, to
And the troubled the monkey For he was afraid of down in those caves
afraid what the village people would say If they saw the in that state;
Lolling and splashing Well, it seemed irrational, really; that face
Washing that matted and flea-bit In some sea-spit-shine, old dripping with brine
But monkey laughed, and he muttered; When she comes back, will be bursting with pride
I jump up! Saying: you've been in muck! you smell of garbage and grime!
But far out Far out By now By now Far out, by now, ploughed 'Cause she not drown:
the outside-legs of the bear Up and fell down, in the water, like garters
Then the of the bear off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoes
Low'red in a genteel Bear shed the mantle of her diluvian
And, a sigh, She allowed the burden of belly to like an apron full of boulders
If you could up her threadbare Coat to the light where it's worn in places
You'd see where Almost every night of the year Bear had been mending suspending baseness
Now her coat drags through the Bagging, with a of hunger, limitless minnows;
In the embrace and glacial of Bear's insatiable shadow;
there! there! When left Bear there! there! When Bear stepped of Bear
Sooner or later you'll your teeth