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Two Little Monkeys.

I pass my leisure mostly

Looking  at the huge tree attentively

Where I see two little monkeys,

Chuckling and  muttering  .

The older somersaults cutely,

The younger follows cheerfully,

While  I watch the two little monkeys

Hopping and  jumping,

The older pulls the  electric  line.

The younger snaps the telephone cable,

As I look at the two little monkeys

Prattle and rattle.

The older hip hops toward me.

The younger tip toes towards me,

If  I  sit here  any more,

I would be no more.