The Monkey was tired of his tree top home
So he travelled far and wide
Searching for a primal dream
And a suitable bride

He set out less than well prepared
And more than a little depressed
He trudged the world despondently
On a failing romantic quest

His journeying took him farther
Than any bird can fly
Until he came to a seaful place
Where he lay down to die

But the birds there took pity
The Seagull and the Dove
And sang to him of ocean tides
Where swam his waiting love

He listened and took notice
Of their romantic harmonies
Roused himself and went in search
Of Love by the lonely seas

When the Monkey met the Whale at last
He knew that he had found
A love beyond the reckoning
Of all the sailors who have drowned

The Whale loved her Monkey
And carried him out to sea
Where they swam and danced and laughed aloud
In perfect harmony

So what of the Owl and the Pussycat
And their beautiful pea-green boat
They’ve got nothing on the Whale and the Monkey
I doubt they’re still afloat