Primate House

Someone let all the monkeys loose
and now look at them,
yacking at the lions
because the lions are dozing
and too bored to dance for them.

Look at these monkeys
telling their children wild dogs
are hyenas and red pandas
are just giant panda bears
before they’re all grown up.

They are whistling
at the big muddy rhinoceros,
calling “Here, boy! Here, boy!
Here, rhino!” and in the primate house
they are gawking at the monkeys
and the monkeys are gawking back.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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