March 3 , 2000 6:21 p.m. pst

poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

The decade of the Aughts


"Monkey Bidness Redux"

With apologies to Chuck Berry.

Too Much Monkey Bidness Redux
poetry 3/6/00 6:21 pm
Michael F. Nyiri

Pulled up to the fillin station, paid too
much money for the gas
Planes fly through the Burbank wall
I've got to save my ass
Try to access all my websites
Homestead's on the fritz
Can't expound, computer's down
My sites aren't gettin hitz
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness for me to get involved in

Go to work, and get a sale,
The boss berates my savvy
I need new specs the doc says man
You need bifocals. Heavy!
The primary's tomorrow, and the
candidates seem like they're on the Golden Globes show.
I'd laugh, it all seems funny but I wonder where it will all go?
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness for me to be involved in.

Saw the kids play in the yard,
They skateboard in front of my car
I try to be a nice guy
But is this some kind of turf war?
Too many games, too many shames,
Too many times to get it wrong.
So I'll sit down, maybe have a beer,
And sing this little song,
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness
Too much monkey bidness for me to be involved in.

BaDoomDoom

 

 

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