Boning Alone

 
 Boning Alone
Boning alone

I can see the organ grinding,
and I can hear the music;
I can see the pretty flowers,
and I can lust as well as you.
I can even want one too, but then
I sometimes see the other ugly monkey,too.
A monkey can see,
A monkey can hear and even speak;
When he is hurt,he can even feel,
though he suffers all alone.
That is why I bone alone.

Charles Robert Hice

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