Short Story: The Baboon And The Boogaloo

Short Story: The Baboon And The Boogaloo

Once there was a man named Marvin,

Who lived alone and loved his garden.

What a strange man he is, people would say,

"His shape doesn’t fit"

"His face makes me sick"

"He’s awfully good at doing the twist"

But Marv never listened to people - I’ll tell you why,

He was happier than Larry (and Larry is one happy guy!)

Now, every Friday at half past two

He got bored of being human and turned into a baboon,

Going out on the town and monkeying around

Hitting it up in the club and throwing it down.

It was one such night trouble started,

Marvin just at the bar, eating bananas

When some guys walked past and threw some abuse

"Eurgh what is that?"

"Who on earth are you?!!"

"Crikey Mikey, He belongs in a zoo!"

The gentlemen then proceeding

To steal the fruit Marvin was eating.

Now, Marv is usually a laid back chap,

But this really knocked off his cap,

Confronting the men with a fierce lookand throwing back his head with an "ook ook ook".

He pounded his chest with much a-do,

And then danced the electronic boogaloo!

The three men were astonished

And to each other admonished

"We were outrageously wrong"

"Big Shame on us"

"By my mad mother's milk, that monkeys a genius!"

Slowly they became hypnotised

By the furious dance in front of their eyes,

Until all fell into a stupor induced

Through Marv's funky dancing shoes.

"Now listen up lads,

There are more to appearances than you may understand,

The outside skin is no way to judge a man!

Only fools go for first impression,

This is my first lesson.My second being that all actions have a consequence;

Thus your service to me begins hence,

You can start by mending my fence”

So, if you ever are out and meet a baboon

Here is my advice to you:Never steal his bananas

For you’ll be trimming his hedge forever after!