Sunday, September 23, 2018

THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS*


too many of us! It’s Insulting that sign out there
 – right where you enter the park—to see us, and
on the map, there’s a hand-lettered warning…a warning!
It reads, “Here’s your chance to
bypass the monkeys (baboons are unpredictable and
have been known to damage cars) – feel free to take 
the road to the right.” What? Bypass us? We’re the
most entertaining bunch of bananas of all. The rest
of them just laze around, or pick leaves off trees, or
soak in the ponds. Sheesh! We stage pretend fights,
hang upside down from your roof and look right at you,
oh – okay – occasionally we might tamper with a wind-
shield wiper or an antenna or something but really,
we’re very well-behaved. Especially since that incident
with Baboo – never mind, he doesn’t live here anymore.


*From E.Bachinsky’s poem How to Bag Your Small Town Girl 
from the book Home of Sudden Service.

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