I've written you a book all about a silly man,
I've painted you a picture of a donkey,
I've brought along some insects you may call them by my name,
And there is also a monkey.
I've written you a poem that tells of jealousy,
I've given you a mirror, you won't see me,
I've brought along a jester you may call him by my name,
And there is also a monkey.
I've stepped from my mouth,
To bring you all these things,
My words are spinning like a mad catherine wheel.
I've written you a book all about a silly man,
I've painted you a picture of a donkey,
I've brought along some insects you may call them by my name,
And there is also a monkey.
