Monkeys can go nearly anywhere they please.
\nTiger would sit across from her, listening,
\nhead resting upon his great dubious paws
\nas Monkey told him of the mad things she’d seen
\nthis time, during her frolics in the city.
\nThe mischief flickering in her eyes, the flick
\nof her tail, the ruffle of her fingers midsentence,
\nshowing him, “It was as wide as this<\/i>!”<\/p>\n
One day, with immense slowness, he decided that
\nhe, as deservedly as she, should see the city.
\nThey tromped through a village jammed blood-full of bumpkins
\nside-by-side, their strides somehow happily matched.
\nThe villagers’ eyes were too obvious, their terror barely
\noverpowered by horror at such an unholy pairing.
\nTiger met Monkey’s gaze, read carefully, finally asked:
\nof course, she noticed, she said. But she didn’t care.<\/p>\n
— Gord Sellar, April 2004<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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