Evolution - A Monkey's Perspective

Many stories I’ve heard from men,

Of where we originated.

But none was so interesting

As the one told by a monkey:

I’m better than men, it said.

I take care of my kids.

I ain’t like some crazy teens,

Dumping babies in bins.

Many men with lots of fruits

Would rather they go to rot;

Even if little boys beg till morn'

For a bite to soothe their guts.

I once strolled past a school,

Wedged myself beneath a stool,

To listen to the latest follies,

That catch human fancies.

Ape begat man, the teacher said.

Evolution it's called, he further expressed.

Briskly I shook my hairy head,

And in fury stamped my stubby feet.

For I know so well,

We’re way different from men.