SONG OF THE MONKEY.
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| 2 There cocoanuts are growing Around the palm-tree's crown: I used to climb and pick them off, And hear them—crack!—come down. There all day long the purple figs Are falling, I declare: How pleasant 'tis in monkey-land! Oh, would that I were there! | 3 On some tall tree's top branches The fleecy clouds would sail Just over me: I wish that I Were swinging by my tail! I'd swing and swing so merrily, How happy I would be! But oh! a travelling monkey's life Is very hard for me. |
