Monkey lost his long birthday tail.
He wanted good sense to prevail.
He asked Munni to pin it up.
He wanted a red fairy cup.
Tail-tale? Beyond this poem’s scale!

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Deemikay found a little pebble.
He hoped it would grow or be trebled.
But it remained tiny.
It remained smooth, shiny.
He gave up; went off on an amble.