Naughty Monkey
by Aarav Jain, age 10
A monkey swayed tree to tree
As joyful as a monkey could be!
He flipped, he flopped, he flicked around,
Then he did a cartwheel on the ground.
The joyful sight they’d seen all year.
With a banana in his hand so tall,
He waved and screamed, “Time to fly!”
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