Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree
Discussing things like you and me,
Said one to the other, now, listen you two;
I hear a rumor that can't be true.
That man has descended from our noble race,
The very idea is a disgrace.
Why, no monkey ever deserted his wife,
Starved his children and ruined her life.
And who ever heard of a mother monk
Leaving her children with others to bunk,
Pushing them off from one to another,
Till they scarcely know who is their mother.

Another thing you will never see,
Is a monkey build fence round a coconut tree.
Letting all the coconuts go to waste,
Forbidding other monkeys to have a taste.
Why, if I built a fence round a coconut tree,
Starvation would force you to steal from me.
And another thing a monkey won't do,
Go out at night and get in a stew,
Make a fool of himself, stir up strife,
Or with a gun or a club take another monks life.
Of course man descended, the onery cuss,
But brother he didn't descend from us.