Maybelle and the Monkey Tree

I’m Maybelle the monkey

Quite pink and quite fluffy

With a white smiling face

And a tail a mite scruffy

The zoo’s toy shop

Has been home to me

I’ve been waiting and waiting

To be set free

I’m the last of ten monkeys

Now sitting all alone

Just waiting for someone

To take me home

Then, I see her reaching

As cute as can be

Little hands take hold

Loving arms give a squeeze

She chose just one

From all the animals there

She chose me, Maybelle

To love with care

She took me home

And all day we played

Till her mom called her in

Cause dinner was made

I sat on her bed

While she said her prayers

And I snuggled close

As she held me there

She’s asleep now

But I’m still quite awake

I jump from the bed

A little house-tour I’ll take

I just have to know

What’s behind each door

I’m curious, you see

Don’t like to be bored

All around the house

I explore with glee

Then through an open window

I spot the large tree

Squiggling through the opening

Outside I’m now free

To jump from the sill

Onto the branches I see

And low and behold

Guess who’s there?

A troop of monkeys

With all different colored hair

All sizes and shapes

In ones and in twos

I’m so happy to see

My friends from the zoo

Hanging on limbs

Sitting on branches

Hiding behind leaves

Doing tree-swing dances

What are the chances

That there would be

This many monkeys

All in one tree

We play and we play

Till just before dawn

Then we need to go home

Before they notice we’re gone

But below us now sits

A great cat looking mean

Scoping us out

For his next cuisine

We’re all very smart

So before he starts pouncing

We band together

To threaten a trouncing

He sees in our stances

We’ll take none of his guff

So he ambles away

Still acting tough

We each scamper home

To our own domain

After agreeing to meet

Tomorrow night again

To swing on branches

Happy as can be

To fly high each night

In our own Monkey Tree