The Monkey Met The Potter

by Jennifer   Jan 22, 2007


I was once a monkey not so long ago,

When i was asked to preform on a wizard's show,

I was to be of assistance to a snooty old snotter,

Who went by the name of Sir Harry Potter,

He locked me up in a slimy old box,

And he told me to put on a pair of his socks,

I put them on and they were smelly indeed,

And i noticed inside there was a nasty growing weed,

I asked for some weed spray as any normal monkey would do,

But Pottor took it personally and said Stupid monkey... We are through.

So... i took that as a sign that he didn't have any weed spray.

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