Love Poem: The Monkey and the Woman
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Written by: Charles Hice

The Monkey and the Woman

The Monkey And The Woman 

The monkey and the woman 
Smoke swirling, 
out of burnt nostrils. 
Clouds exhaled, 
out of female lungs. 
Looks(better than a poodle). 
Not young or old not bad. 
Between drinks,carrying a purse. 
Walking to her next rendevous. 
The woman of Flagstaff, 
dismissed the monkey. 
No love for you. 
But no way am I sad. 
The part I am missing, 
is still somewhere in my future. 

Charles Robert Hice 

Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice