The Embarrassing Monkey
She never forgives me. I am ashamed of pleurisy, face loss. If only one solution. But I'm sure that lady is sabbing me with her words. She leaves nothing, but nothing more of me. If only I could hide under a mountain of autumn leaves so she couldn't see me. But that stupid photographer took me on record before the turn of the season. Look at those summer colours, that has nothing to do with the autumn? All the leaves are still on the trees.
Aaargh, why did I have to forget her birthday?
Think, think! What can I make her so happy that she forgives me? Could I seduce her with my tail?
No, dumb idea, my tail isn't even in the picture.
I can shake it.
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