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My name is Big Monkey
And my heritage is hunky
That's Croation, home boy
I'm not just a sock toy
I was born in Pennsylvania
Where the sammiches sustain ya
Pittsburgh Steelers, Nittany Lions
Are my teams, there's no denyin'
In the midst of steel mills
I built a place called Budville
Where deer and ground hog roamed free
I cultivated apple trees
Life was fulfilling I'd say
But I was called to Tampa Bay
To Crystal Beach I relocated
Quite a stir my move created
Ten years later, sixty strong
I ruled my clan like King Kong
Despite my alpha male position
Fame and fortune were my mission
I lived in relative obscurity
'Cause no one yet had heard of me
Blog and Facebook popularity
Has brought my life new clarity
To reach my full potential
Sock charisma is essential
I exhibit sox appeal
Which the ladies say for real
They consider me a cutie
When I shake my red heeled booty
If I'm crusin' on my hog
Or postin' on my blog
Reportin' weather to Jenn Hill
At NBC, it's such a thrill
I'm having fun every day
'Cause I do it my way
Peace out...
7 comments:
Who knew Big Monkey was a poet?
I'm there for you B-monk. Can I be a member of your "posse?" Please!
Willis,
There may be a spot for you as a groupie.
Def Jams, B-Monk! I'm all up in the fo-cheesie!
Big C
Fo shizzle dizzle, Big C!
hey B-Monk man i love it can i join your posse? be a gropie or a rapper??
Let's hear you rhyme, B Dog! I always welcome new posse members.
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