I was running through the jungle, like a wild little monkey.
All of a sudden, these people snatched me up and they were kinda funky.
They told me to come along and follow them, a banana they had in hand.
I figured I couldn’t ever be too chunky, so my tail and I skedaddled across the land.
We arrived at a festival with funny lookin’ creatures and lotsa sweet candy.
So tired was I, dazed and confused. All I wanted was a banana, then I’d be just dandy.
After pinning a giraffe with a spot, back to the jungle I was to go; but the funky people took me home instead.
The magic wore off and I became a little boy. The monkey was gone and I laid my sweet head in a big, comfy bed.