Oh do you mean the baboon
The one that chuckles tauntingly as soon
As you write something out of tune?

Oh you know it all don’t be a bore!
He exclaimed while feeling more and more
Enlivened by her presence although it was high noon
And he was secretly wishing to see the moon
So he can finally close his eyes Dream disturbed by none
Than his own desires & fears Feel as one with his honeybun



Real Time Part I & II

I could remain a ghost, as soon
As I saw the lovers cross paths 
I’d force them to listen to my ghostly tune
Keep them forever apart!

Every full moon 
I ‘d dance the dance of forevermore
Every high noon
I’d bend over to pick mushrooms 
Half a loaf is better than none
Muttered a passerby that day
Lookie no touchie don’t be a bore
I know that's what all of them say
He exclaimed while smiling and 

He smiled a crooked smile 

I am not a baboon!
But  for you I can dance like one!

Oh do you mean the baboon
The one that chuckles tauntingly as soon 
As you write something out of tune?

Oh you know it all don’t be a bore!
He exclaimed while feeling more and more
Enlivened by her presence although it was high noon
And he was secretly wishing to see the moon
So he can finally close his eyes Dream disturbed by none
Than his own desires & fears Feel as one with his honeybun