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Moko, the Educated Ape is here,
The pet of vaudeville, so the posters say,
     And every night the gaping people pay
To see him in his panoply appear;
To see him pad his paunch with dainty cheer,
     Puff his perfecto, swill champagne, and sway
     Just like a gentleman, yet all in play,
Then bow himself off stage with brutish leer.

And as to-night, with noble knowledge crammed,
     I 'mid this human compost take my place,
I, once a poet, now so dead and damned,
     The woeful tears half freezing on my face:
"O God!" I cry, "let me but take his shape,
     Moko's, the Blest, the Educated Ape."

Added: 29 Jun 2002 | Last Read: 21 Nov 2008 11:39 PM | Viewed: 2181 times

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