A monkey plays piano
Roll up see the monkey play
A monkey plays piano
A monkey perched upon a stool,
By some strange fate or cosmic rule,
Its nimble fingers, swift and free,
Danced across the ivory.
The crowd leaned close, a gasping cheer,
For never had they thought to hear
A tune so sweet, so oddly right,
Fingers that gripped with playful might.
The monkey swayed, its tail in time,
Its eyes alight with joy sublime.
A jazzy beat, a soulful strain,
A hint of sunshine, dash of rain.
The grand piano groaned and sighed,
As chords and notes were unified.
A maestro born, by jungle chance,
With rhythm’s gift and art’s romance.
The people clapped, their spirits raised,
The monkey bowed, their wonder praised.
And somewhere in the moonlit trees,
A jungle hummed with melodies.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Hang on, that is an actual photo that you took? That's so cool!
This reminds me of the Hurdy Gurdy monkey stories in a way. Good job.
They can do lots of thins indeed. Well done!
That is so talented Monkey! Well done!