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Like Monkeys At The Zoo

By John I. Blair

Like monkeys at the zoo
We humans find our bliss
In hours we spend
On grooming.

Were pleased at plucking whiskers,
Squeezing zits, applying paint
Upon our fingernails and toes,
Teasing hair or braiding it in stylish rows.

Now I play these PC games,
Moving cards or clicking tiles,
My mind a blank but feeling
I am doing something smart,

When all the while I know
Its just the chance to bit-by-bit
Examine and manipulate
That charms me.

Id be better off by far
If, like the monkeys,
I were picking ticks
And fleas.

2005 John I. Blair  

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