The wise gorilla

The wise gorilla

Hey John, stupid man!
Why do you call me “crazy”?
You have a job, I understand,
But you think I’m lazy?
Your business is to get taxed,
My business is to get relaxed,
I’m soaking a bit of sun,
For a job that must be done,
Not the same is everyone,
You’ve to please a single wife,
I’ve to please twenty one.

Lecture me on your honour,
Truth and faith and dignity,
But what humans don’t know,
Is that 200,000 years ago,
My great, great, great granddad,
Took the husband for a ride,
Then went back and screwed your mum.

You are racist so call me “black”,
It doesn’t bother me a bit,
But you are really no snow white,
With envy you are green,
With anger you are blue,
If very healthy “in the pink”
And if coward “yellow as shit”.
Now piss off before I get up,
And drag you naked to my pit,
The last thing I want to do,
Is to make them twenty two.

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