The Fucking Monkey

The Fucking Monkey had a melon that they liked to sleep with. It is a different undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who thinks it was fun. Remarkably, a melon would be the item that was opted for.

The Fucking Monkey carried a cucumber that they liked to throw. It is a fairly curious operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monkey, who feels it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a cucumber would be the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Monkey desired a bottle of coke that they would put up their bum. This seems a funny undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Monkey, who had decided that it was in fact, awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of coke was the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Monkey owned a cup to demolish. It was considered to be an exciting suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was sublime. Who would have imagined, a cup being the chosen thing.

The Fucking Monkey desperately needed a spade to worship. One might say this is a fairly funny undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Monkey, who thought that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a spade was the item that was selected.

The Fucking Monkey desperately searched for a stapler that they would often insert somewhere. It might be an unusual idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that it was in fact, epic. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler is the thing to choose.