Dumbfounded fir Jew wish primate acuity, cupidity, dexterity, exuded at birth
empathy, facility, generosity, integrity, jocularity, devoid dam dearth
extant from greater human insistent joyfully kibitzing
re: lofty mansion on Isle of Firth
and gloating with exuberant glee at prospect,
when a fertile fecund female shows girth
encapsulating a future son or daughter (or multiples of one or the other)
warmed sans hearth depicted via Norman Rockwell painting
which homespun canvas in tandem with picture of Dorian Gray
affixed to wall of caged monkeys, one who unsuspectingly scrutinized,
and (when no animal attendants or alien Homo Sapiens) in sight,
this one particularly intelligent Great Ape
(who chose the nom de plume Matthew Scott)
when purportedly left unobserved performed an a may
zing range of outstanding skills, yet modesty - ...nay
or rather, sais je ne sais quois – humility did play
a noticeable factor (as keenly discerned) with nary any hoo ray
vis a vis, nor any duplicity, effrontery, or felicity,
but only marvel of well mannered behavior did stay
along the narrow and true barely trodden path today
teaching any undetected person, an object lesson versus hollow creed
spouted from the pulpits, reinforcing the sole value of bipedal hominids
known as man encouraged to assert themselves, especially asper dirty deed
done dirt cheap – in an effort to feed
the insatiable ambition i.e. otherwise known as greed
that many specimens of dominant creature upon Earth immorality doth heed
and whenever an advantage can be gained – yes indeed
exploitation tis the mantra to curry frenzied go-daddy,
whose being perchance feels all keyed,
where adoration, election, and invitation as guest speaker will lead
such capitalone consumerism, facile fetishism, or ingrate intimation
as opiate of the masses
which misogynistic Kant promulgated manifold,
when biased brawlers slam sisters 'pon quaffing ample mead
portraying inimitable humane, good-fellowship, or edenic
doffed commiseration boffo asper only desperadoes plead
intermittently identified through out the rise and fall off matted reed
scuttling kissing cousins to ourselves, whose rip roaring greased lightening speed
only finds us (or self proclaimed chief of motley crue) at a red light
which smart simian at the start of this tongue in cheek flight
of fancy recounted, as osmotically soaking up civilization blight
thus preferring (yet not casting any knowhow) to remain inside a war den
where perforce acute mental revelations will possibly alight.
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