I want to start by saying i didn't write this poem. I borrowed it from the great Peter Balkus. This is called Good Monkey
I've been good monkey today,
I didn't disobey in any way and it made my guard pleased.
I deserve a banana, and that what really matters to me.
I've had some stupid thoughts about stupid things,
but I managed to rid them off of my head.
I'm really proud of myself.
I deserve my banana. Yes!
So where's my banana, where?