Harley the Hipster Gorilla


An Ode to Harley the Hipster Gorilla

Triangles and symbols
And things unknown
Gorillas as hipsters
Are starting to grow

In the inner city
Is where Harley resides
A city of secrets
And ever watching eyes

He is a learned monkey
With a degree or two
His pants the skinniest
In all of the zoo

He plays the guitar
In an electro folk band
At dingy clubs
In far away lands

What will become of
Our smooth monkey friend
With angles and thoughts
And lines that don’t bend

The End


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