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Back At The 'Stute... Without My Monkey Suit

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Andrew Scott
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Redlands,CA,USA


0 posted 12-08-1999 01:14 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Andrew Scott

Hangin' with my primate cousins
Ten days in a gorilla suit
Until the call came from Nurse C
"Bring that moldy ape too the 'Stute!"

Well I can't say I'm not thankful
For my release came Justin Thyme
Because LuLu the chimpanzee
Was starting to look mighty fine

Now that I'm back amongst my friends
The time has come to don my crown
But first I must light a fire
And start melting these crayons down

You see, LuLu was one smart chimp
A graduate from M I T
She gave me a new formula
That brews gelatin T N T

And when I get it all mixed up
I'll find my friend Norm in his cell
Deposit a stick in his sock
And color the wall with Rockwell

Yep! That's what I think I will do
Start a new trend in object art
If Koko can sale her paintings
Than why not exploded Toe parts?  

© Copyright 1999 Andrew Scott - All Rights Reserved
Wicked Witch of the East
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1 posted 12-08-1999 01:24 PM       View Profile for Wicked Witch of the East   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Wicked Witch of the East

Andrew my pretty.... I should have know you weren't one of my monkees...   Ian....  get away from his leg....
Andrew Scott
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2 posted 12-08-1999 01:33 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

My Dear Wicked One... Beware the one who likes to melt things, cause I'll get you and your little dog too... in my vat of gelatin goo... hoo, hoo, hoo.
Andrew Scott
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3 posted 12-09-1999 07:27 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

I'm back at the 'Stute
But not a one is here
Everyone's gone missing
Not a peep do I hear
Perhaps in my absence
Norman's done them in
Stuffed all my supporters
Into suits penguin
Put them into crates
Posted for the zoo
Labeled "Midnight snacks"
For the whale Shamoo


Hmmm... well there's a Witch and her dog, perhaps we're not in Kansas anymore. Curiouser and curiouser...

[This message has been edited by Andrew Scott (edited 12-09-1999).]
Nurse Crachet
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They know where I am!


4 posted 12-10-1999 09:18 AM       View Profile for Nurse Crachet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Nurse Crachet

Oh, Andrew Dear
we're all here
it's you that's lost
since the crayons
all became tossed
into the range
for their color change.

We've been looking
seen you cooking
in your birthday suit.
Bugs thought how cute
then ran to his room
to retrieve a costume.
Justin Thyme peeked in
Justin Kace his twin
whispered don't stare
for he's not all there.
You've been overly seen
inadvertently obscene.
We're all here,
where are you?


Andrew Scott
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5 posted 12-10-1999 01:25 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

Well I must admit
I felt a slight draft
Thought my chefs hat on
but I must be daff

Come to think of it
I'm missing my apron
hmmm... now that I look
I've got not a stich on

Cooking in the nude
Hey this is really fun
Just don't splatter hot wax
Or you'll get hot-cross-buns.

Pastry anyone?

Justin Sayne
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6 posted 12-10-1999 07:07 PM       View Profile for Justin Sayne   Edit/Delete Message     View IP for Justin Sayne

No buns for me thankeeeee.......
Dr.Moose1
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7 posted 12-10-1999 09:33 PM       View Profile for Dr.Moose1   Email Dr.Moose1   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dr.Moose1

Andrew,
Sorry I've been lacking
In the number of replys
Though you may think my pudd I'm whacking
I'm not one of those guys

You see like you I've been remiss
And am trying to catch up
So say hello to Cratchit
And give my regards to "Pup"
Andrew Scott
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8 posted 12-13-1999 02:28 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

Hey Doc! Thank goodness you weren't caught
I was starting to wonder so
Within that Moose outfit you bought
I figured you'd be the first to go

Tag 'em and bag 'em
Send you off to a game preserve
Where bald headed Fudds
Have the freedom to poach and serve

Well,

Thanks for stopping by the kitchen
I'll tell the Nurse you said "Hello"
But before you go please try these
Buns made from my own special dough

Now don't you worry, they're low cal
Guaranteed not to go to your waist
Glazed with my favorite gelatin
These pastries just explode with taste

Here, please deliver this dozen
With my compliments to Rockwell
I'm sure he'll love the fruit filling
Despite the slight gasoline smell

Now run along good Dr Moose
Quickly, you must not hesitate
The fuse is lit, only so long
And it would not pay to be late

-----

C-ya around the 'Stute.
Justin Thyme
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9 posted 12-13-1999 04:05 PM       View Profile for Justin Thyme   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Justin Thyme

No wonder they've locked you in.
You're quite insane, my friend.
You say your crayons are wax?
Well, listen, here's the facts!

        

Nurse Cratchet's hands are on her eyes,
oh say, man, can't you see?
She wears a monkey suit of white
while trying to catch me.
She reaches out with her big net
and whips it toward my bed!
Nurse Cratchet is a monkey nurse
inside her monkey head!

She covers up her eyes because
she doesn't want to see
that Rockwell thinks he's Santa Claus
who's trying to get free!
This big Toe said he had a gift
for all the patient 'stuters!
He's breaking us all out of here
and buying us computers!

Nurse Cratchet plays the monkey blind,
between her monkey friends.
The other one, has hands on ears,
because he must pretend....
he doesn't hear what patients say
when he is walking by...
this Dr. Monkey Moose is deaf
to all we signify.
And next to him, beside his right
is Monkey Number Three
who has his hands over his mouth
so he won't yell at me.
This Monkey Three is a cartoon,
as Looney as they come.
He thinks he is a Dr., too!
But we aren't quite that dumb!
This Monkey Three is really not
a monkey after all...
no, no, he is Sylvester Cat
who's got a lot of gall!

So Cratchet, Moose, Sylvester Cat
all sit there in a row.
With hands on eyes and ears and mouth...
3 monkeys that we know.
They see no evil, hear no evil, speak none, that's the facts,
while you and I are stuck in here,
and you are melting wax!

Oh dear, oh my, oh mystery!
This 'stute's a home of hell!
Please do not try to blow up wax
and paint walls with Rockwell!
If Toe can really break us out,
Justin Kace he frees us 'stuters...
there may be life on the outside
with BRAND NEW f-a-s-t computers!


sincerely yours & copyrighted by,

Justin Thyme aka Leonardo DaVinci
Artiste Extraordinaire
All Rights Reserved!.... LOL
Andrew Scott
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10 posted 12-13-1999 05:19 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

I've seen these monkeys
Yes in deed
All sitting in a line
And to escape
Their repressed ways
Would be just fine

But I think you duped
If you believe
Norman to set us free
To take us too
Comp USA
For a holiday shopping spree

No… if out of the 'Stute
You wish to be
I promise to free us all
After toasting Rockwell
With some fresh rolls
I'll rearrange these walls

But my dear Justin
I've seen the outside
And I don't think it will do
We'll just trade our walls
For the bars of a cage
Our comfy cells for a real zoo

Although I wouldn't mind seeing LuLu again.  

[This message has been edited by Andrew Scott (edited 12-13-1999).]
Justin Thyme
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Oz


11 posted 12-13-1999 08:01 PM       View Profile for Justin Thyme   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Justin Thyme

Lulu loved you, yes she did.
To bad that you blew you lid.
When you donned that monkey suit,
she thought you were very cute!
But now, Andrew, here is the thing.
Lulu's heart no longer sings.
When you dropped your monkey drawers...
crawled around on all your fours,
Lulu said, "You're Justin Sayne!"
You denied it, white coats came!
Took you to our little 'stute...
here you sit, you can't refute.
I believe what you did say,
that we won't go CompUSA.
Rockwell, he won't spring us out.
You are right, without a doubt.

When you get out, King Andrew,
there's one thing you shouldn't do...
Don't try finding Lulu Belle.
'Cause she'll make your life a hell!
You think you don't like it HERE?
She'll call cops, that much is clear!
'Stead of visits by the Nurse,
you'll have visits much much worse!
No more patient you will be...
instead a PRISONER, you see.
Nasty gaurds will beat your butt!
You are better off a NUT!

I'm sure you'd rather wear a gown
then stripes and shackles ankled 'round!
So don't monkey with Lulu, Drew!
She'll make a monkey soon of you!
You think she'll make you high, elated,
but soon you're Justin Carcerated!

(just a friendly tip from one of your fellow 'stute patients... hold on to your crown, little buddy... that Lulu can be one dangerous chick! Hey, and thanks for the tip about Norm. I was really believin' he was gonna spring us there for a while!)

signed,
Justin Thyme
aka Leonardo DaVinci
Artiste Extaordinaire
12/13/99
 
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