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THE SIGNIFYING MONKEY AND THE LION ***Warning adult Natured Explicit***

THE SIGNIFYING MONKEY AND THE LION


Down in the jungle near a dried-up ereek,
The signifying monkey haddt slept for a week
Remembering the ass-kicking he had got in the past
He had to find somebody to kick the lion's ass.
Said the signifying monkey to the lion that very same day,
"There's a bad motherfucker heading your way.
The way he talks about you it ean't be right,
And I know when you two meet there going to be a fight.
He said he fucked your cousin, your brother, and your niece,
And he had the nerve enough to ask your grandmom for a piece."
The lion said, "Mr. Monkey, if what you say isn't true about me,
Biteh, Ill run your ass up the highest tree."
The monkey said, "Now look, if you doWt believe what I
say,
Go ask the elephant. He's resting down the way."
The hon let out with a mighty rage,
Like a young cocksucker blowing his gauge.
He ran through the jpngle with a mighty breeze,
Kielcing gorillas in the ass and knocking giraffes to their knees.
Then he saw the elephant resting under his tree.
He said, "Get up, motherfucker, you and me."
The elephant looked up from the corner of his eye
And said, "Seram, chickenshit, fuck with someone your size."
The hon squatted and made a pass.
Ile elephant ducked and knocked him flat on his ass.

Then he jumped in bis stomach and stepped in bis face
And tore bis asshole elean out of place.
He mashed in his face like a forty-four,
Plucked out his eyes and dared him to roar.
The lion erawled through the jungle more dead than ahve,
And swore to stop the monkey from signifying.
Now thaes when the monkey really started his shit.
"jive-king of the jungle, aidt you a bitch,
All swelled up like you got the seven-year iteh.
You was up there all jobbing and jiving and swinging your
arms
While the elephant was hitting you like a young King
Kong.
Going around talking about you cadt be beat.
Well I want you to know that me and my wife had a ring-
side seat.
And another thing. Every time me and my old lady try to
get a little bit,
You come'round here with that roaring shit.
Git away from my tree before I pee."
The lion looked up and said, "Mr. Monkey, if you piss on
me
While under your tree I pass,
IM elimb that tree and kick your motherfucking ass."
The monkey said, "Mister Lion, if I piss on you while you
pass,
You'11 ehmb this tree and kiss my ass."
The monkey started jumping up and down.
His foot missed the limb and bis ass hit the ground.
Faster than a streak of lightning and a bolt of heat,
The lion was on the monkey with all four feet.
Then the monkeys wife started her shit,
"See that, monkey, thafs what you git
Going around signifying and shit."
The monkey said, "Now look! You shut up, beeause there's
one thing Fll never be able to see.
That's how I leaped and missed a whole damn tree.
Bitch, I believe you pushed me."
The monkey looked up with tears in bis eyes
Then he jumped in bis stomach and stepped in bis face
And tore bis asshole elean out of place.
He mashed in his face like a forty-four,
Plucked out his eyes and dared him to roar.
The lion erawled through the jungle more dead than ahve,
And swore to stop the monkey from signifying.
Now thaes when the monkey really started his shit.
"jive-king of the jungle, aidt you a bitch,
All swelled up like you got the seven-year iteh.
You was up there all jobbing and jiving and swinging your
arms
While the elephant was hitting you like a young King
Kong.
Going around talking about you cadt be beat.
Well I want you to know that me and my wife had a ring-
side seat.
And another thing. Every time me and my old lady try to
get a little bit,
You come'round here with that roaring shit.
Git away from my tree before I pee."
The lion looked up and said, "Mr. Monkey, if you piss on
me
While under your tree I pass,
I;ll limb that tree and kick your motherfucking ass."
The monkey said, "Mister Lion, if I piss on you while you
pass,
You'11 ehmb this tree and kiss my ass."
The monkey started jumping up and down.
His foot missed the limb and bis ass hit the ground.
Faster than a streak of lightning and a bolt of heat,
The lion was on the monkey with all four feet.
Then the monkeys wife started her shit,
"See that, monkey, thafs what you git
Going around signifying and shit."
The monkey said, "Now look! You shut up, beeause there's
one thing Fll never be able to see.
That's how I leaped and missed a whole damn tree.
Bitch, I believe you pushed me."

The monkey looked up with tears in his eyes
And said, "Im sorry, Mister Lion, I apologize."
The lion said, "There am-t no use for you to be crying,
Beeause I'm going to stop you from signifying.
Now before I put you away to rest,
I want to hear your dying request."
The monkey said, "Get your motherfucking feet out my
eyes and my nuts out of this sand,
And IM wrestle your ass all over this land."
Then when the lion got ready to fight
The monkey jumped up and went elean out of sight.
But in the distance you could hear the monkey say,
"As long as these weeds and green grass grow,
I'm going to be around to signify some more.
And another thing, Mr. Lion, you aint no hell by the way
you ereep,
'Cause I know where three elephants sleep-"
 

[Arthur] I do Not know who the Author is or was Found this On the web It is a sing song recited type of peom Done by some  of those in Prison or Jail is the Best I can find on it It is a classic though I guess I left the way I found It uncorrected and miss spelt so you Have to decifer it some I don't see the likeness to my Poem though

— Sinbadthesailorman, Mar 30, 2010

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Region, Country: U.S. A. Indiana, Valparaiso, USA

Favorite Poets: Robert Frost, Walt Whitman, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Carl Sandburg these I have read some And so Many More. I have no Favorite or any that I dislike. Whom I consider to be poets; of course there are many Dark and hateful souls, who would cry out and to I will lend an ear, but some. They just leave a awful taste in my heart that I can not bear to read twice. Let alone as many times I would do normally; as I must.

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Sinbadthesailorman

Sinbadthesailorman

16 years 2 months ago

Warning poem in Progression

Warning hazard area a head The disturbing things running round in ones head Pink elephants and white lies Long drawn out stories and alibi’s Defining what is what and who is who What in this world are we suppose to do Are we faithful or not Do we create only to destroy Oh boy! Here we go again being much more than we have ever been The tiger said: to the monkey, with a half shaded grin I have never sinned Come down eh and lay with me lets us be more then we are meant to be There is no king in this our jungle no rules to befuddle us No ruler to muddle us let us be friends and the monkey thought No way Josea, you will eat me up! You are a tiger and I am your meal This is the Law in this our jungle so seys the man Who wears you for a coat I can read between your lines I wish not to be caught up in your throat So the tiger walked away and the monkey lives another day Until the return of the son of man when all will be Friends or dust The consuming fire returns as do the worms by Sinbad the Sailor Man
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IKnowNoBox

16 years 2 months ago

Thanks for

passing that along.. A real hoot! Good to see you Sinbad. Dabbler
Sinbadthesailorman

Sinbadthesailorman

16 years 2 months ago

Your Welcome I Been hearing That up in Chicago Il. They Have

A couple of these Receiting open mic nightclubs, But you couldn't get me Up in front of a mic unless I've been Drinking some. I'll sing with the words on the screen but with out them I am lost! I Could never recite openly from out of my Head with out some thing on paper. I use to Take a lady to the bus stop when I drove Taxi a couple of years ago, who did do this in a Teddy so I thought it was more or less a strip club setting but That is not the case I guess, But I would have to do a search to find where they are and what Nights they do this Type of Poetery readings and free verse receiting well, Dabbler It is Good to see you are back around I haven't seen you for awhile we must been missing each others works. I have been Busy doing nothing and still hanging on Take care! Sinbad The Sailor Man/ Donnie