The Monkey Stole My Shoes"The Monkey Stole My Shoes"The Monkey Stole My Shoes
My feet were as bare
As the head of Grandpa Pete. How could that monkey Have stolen shoes from my feet?
The story is quite long As you are about to see, But it turned out so wrong You should feel sorry for me.
So listen up as I Take you back in time. I’ll tell you a story in a poem, And I’ll try my best to rhyme.
First the monkey had smiled, Waving happily. It did not appear to be wild, As many think of me.
He then stuck out his tongue And smiled carelessly. He though
The MonsterThe MonsterThe Monster
The monster is under your bed So make sure you watch your head The monster will come and get you at night So make sure you hold on tight For your bed might break And you’ll fall and shake So make sure you watch your head Cause the monster will come And you’ll be dead.
The Man, Car, and LamppostGather around friends, foes, children, elders, others…And I shall tell you of a story…A story that no one told me when I was a youngster…A story that I have just made-up. Listen carefully…And you shall travel to far-away lands. Far-away places. Far-away people. So close your eyes and open your ears. And you shall venture on into the story of a lifetime.The Man, Car, and Lamppost
The Man, The Car, And The Lamppost By: M.T.
There once
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