monkey rides a dragon,
the dragon's on the moon.
the tea you gave me is full of blood,
and bruised and dirty shrooms.

morning glory daydreams,
the vines are grown by noon.
trumpets make for sunset streams,
and a jaunty monkey's tune.

maude the cat is curious,
the cap is on the log.
she's grinning rhymes and smoking dimes,
and torturing the dog.

hanuman's a playful sort,
on his dragon on the moon.
trumpet tunes and afternoons,
and a jaunty monkey's tune

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