Poem.

I am a monkey climbing the trees
Jumping from one to another, up to the tree top
In this hot weather we climbed high up to meet the cooler breezes
Then we play, and then eat the fruits before we drop.
 
We would run down to the forest floor
Exploring and looking out for danger too
To scrounge forever more
Then a sudden noise, we were up those trees like monkeys do.
 
  
We are off on our tree-to-tree trail
Anything around we were not prepared to meet
Swinging from branch to branch, using our long monkeys tail
We grabbed the branches with our arms and feet.

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