Monkey and Donkey.

Look who it is it’s that donkey

who gets tricked by the monkey

One day when they were very little, Monkey saw Donkey riding on a tricycle round and round his back garden.

Monkey noticed that every so often Donkey would jump off of the tricycle and scrabble about in the mud; it appeared that Donkey was collecting up as many tiny little pebbles that he could find.

Then Donkey ran back to his tricycle and put the pebbles in a sort of exhaust pipe at the back.

More fuel for my rocket bike, good fuel for my rocket bike, Donkey Sang,

And after he piled up a load of the pebbles off he went tricycling around the garden, braying something or other about being on the bestest fastest bike in the entire universe, his so called rocket bike.

Monkey had, had enough of this, so grabbed the biggest rock he could find,

Hey Donkey, Monkey called out, you got a rocket bike right,

Yes Monkey Donkey replied, it runs on rocket fuel see, and Donkey pointed to his collection of little pebbles,

Well I will help you make it run even faster, the fastest rocket bike of them all, with my special magic rocket fuel,

Wow okay Donkey agreed,

And quick as a flash Monkey bunged the giant rock into the tricycles exhaust pipe, he made sure it was wedged in tight,

Oh no, donkey cried, I can’t put anymore of my rocket fuel in,

The rock you see had sealed the whole thing tight shut,

Which was Monkeys plan all along, he could see that Donkey was really enjoying collecting pebbles and putting them in the pipe to pretend they were rocket fuel for his rocket bike,

what better way to mess it up,

Ah well Donkey said, ill just burn up your rocket fuel and race fastest of them all,

Monkey started playing with his curly tail and stepped back to watch.

Donkey began to pedal as fast as he could, but his tricycle was going nowhere, round and round his pedals went and still no movement,

What’s going on Donkey shouted out, and started pedalling manically even faster,

He gripped the handlebars really tight, and then pop, they came off in his hands,

Oh no Donkey said, and dropped them on the floor,

He kept pedalling and then, boom

The back wheels of the tricycle fell off, and then Kapow the front wheel fell off, all that was left were the seat and peddles,

Donkey kept pedalling, until the seat fell off aswell and the pedals they got all buckled and fell off too, finally the whole of the tricycles frame just gave out and collapsed.

Donkey ended up sitting on the gardens grass, completely covered and surrounded by tricycle parts his trike had totally fallen to bits.

All that Donkey was left with was the exhaust pipe with its rocket fuel rock bunged in the back.

Eeyore Eeyore, my rocket bike, Donkey Wailed,

But Eeyore couldn’t hear Donkeys lament, as Eeyore was busy making bedroom eyes at Ermintrude from the magic roundabout over a Bolognese dinner.

That’s why all the smiling village mountain children sing

Oh Yar Yi Oh

Oh Yar Yah Eee

I am a monkey,

You are a donkey,

We are chimpanzee.