Mickey the Monkey, short and chunky, tough as a barrel of bricks
Was smarter than all the chunky monkeys, boy did he have some tricks
He shinned up a bong tree, swung on a vine to land in a thorny twang
Then quick as you like he’d do it again and land on the twang with a bang

But Mickey the Monkey had just got started, he could do better than that
He wanted to show the rest of the troupe that Mickey was still topcat
So he started to climb the tallest tree, went higher than he’d ever been
And before you knew it was right at the top, where monkeys were never seen

Now Mickey the Monkey had to do something to hold the troupes attention
So he started doing a little dance, a rather unusual invention
He stood on one leg with his arms in the air at the tip of the topmost twig
Then whistling loudly spun around in a jubilant jungle jig

But Mickey the Monkey, short and chunky, hadn’t noticed the weather
The wind when he started was soft as could be, lighter than any feather
Then a gust of wind blew over the trees and cut short Mickeys dances
Blew him off the top of the tree, down through leaves and branches

From branch to branch and tree to tree Mickey bounced and tumbled
“It seems an awfully long way down” the chunky monkey grumbled
Then with a thud and a bounce or two our Mickeys fall was ended
In a pile of leaves at the foot of the trees with all his bones unbended

In the pile of leaves at the foot of the trees sat a puzzled little Mickey
With bruises and scratches, dings and patches and stuff in his fur all sticky
And Mickey the Monkey, short and chunky, couldn’t sort out his thinking
So for hours and hours he sat in the leaves, a ball of fur just blinking

Then Mickey the Monkey, short and chunky, tough as a barrel of bricks
Called all the other chunky monkeys and told them he’d done with tricks
“They may be fun and quickly done” said Mickey now smarter than ever
“But from now on the tricks are gone, ‘cause they were never clever”

So Mickey the Monkey, short and chunky, fur all grizzled and gray
On a pile of leaves at the foot of the trees dozed away his days
Then one day all the chunky monkeys realized he was gone
But everyone knew this chunky monkeys story would live on.