Monkey desperate for attention, reporting for duties!
The following is the Official Babooniguay Bedtime Story, told to all little monkeys good and bad..
(apologies to Margaret Wise Brown)
"On the great green island
there was a Mayor's House
And a Bad Monkey stylin'
And a whole bunch of bandits, sitting in their forts.
And there were many ragged admins, watching and typing up reports
And one stinky leader, and one iron-toothed squealer
And a little monkey town where monkey recruits hung around.
And a smelter and a smith
And many a roly-poly porter
And a loud Baboon screaming "Work harder, cause I'm pithed!"
Good night, moon. Good night, stars.
Good night diminishing pile of iron bars.
Good night recruits, good night farms.
Good night red-roofed storage barns..
Good night, beer steins, good night copper mines
Good night, pony stables. Good night, militia dancing on tables.
Good night, Hardwood Sawmills. Good night, Medium Wheatfields.
Good night, Provisions House. Good night, smelter's fires undoused.
Good night, Hard Plank Doors, Good night ruthless Bandit Wars
Good night, Creators. Good night, uber-guild h80rz.
Good night to the Baboon screaming "Hey you, yeah you! Make me a Sammich!"
Good night, Fisher. Good night, Foresters.
Good night, Bandit-Killers everywhere."
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