The monkey wants a job
He'd like to be employed
if only
he could find
the time to do the dishes.
The monkey's a hypocrite
lives in the west
but what can you do
except try your best
if no-one tried
then things would be worse
and we can't change the world
unless we try to change first.
An infinity of monkeys
got inside my head
they tried to tell me
that Shakespeare was dead
they didn't see why they should type
a load of old Elizabethan tripe
what they really wanted
was a modern novel or two
so they're typing Ulysses
and then when they're through
they'll type Douglas Coupland
and type Irvine Welsh
then they'll type Naked Lunch
by William Burroughs himself
and then when that's typed
they'll type Enid Blyton
as a last celebration
of great modern writing.
The monkey published a book
on the problems of the world
including
climate change
and the high level of resource wastage
in the first world.
Ten cents
from the sale of every copy
was donated to environmental charities
It was a runaway bestseller
(particularly the hardback edition -
if you bought that
you could enter a competition
to win a brand new
car.)
The monkey went on a book tour
flying first class
because he only had a limited time
and wanted to be fresh
for each engagement.
The orangutan had the office
the chimps had cubicles
like the gibbons
The chimps complained
gibbons are only lesser apes
and the Pan Troglodyte peons
wanted work spaces
to reflect their status
as great apes
The orangutan
wanted a mission statement.
A strategic one.
He wanted to define his outcomes
to see if there were learnings
that he could utilise
to enhance his focus
to apply to key goals.
As he swung through the trees
moving forward not back
he knew he could be
a 'can-do' orangutan
(Once he'd put in place
appropriate
monitoring and reporting
procedures.)
The Gorilla
simply sat
at the bottom of the ladder
and munched
through some vegetation