I was there on the day the monkey came into this world
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His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled
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He didn't look too different from the others I had seen
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Who'd-a-thought he was the answer to the nation's dream?
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At first he didn't seem to be intelligent at all
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Each time he'd start to walk about he'd stumble and he'd fall
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My first impression was to be a most mistaken thought
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Lord a'mighty, what's this little hairy monkey wrought?
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Because I witnessed his departure from his mother's womb
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I felt inclined to check his progress every afternoon
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One day the keeper of the zoo called in the live TV
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"Frankly said, I think you'll be amazed at what you see".
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The monkey walked and talked and waved his arms about his head
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In the corner was the stack of books that he had read
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"An Educated Monkey!" said the papers 'cross the land
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It was more than weary sociologists could stand
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Oh, his fame was universal, he was on the Carson how
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People talked about him kindly everywhere he'd go
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His insight was amazing, his philosophy was fair
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He became a politician welcome everywhere
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His wit was not to be compared with any mind intact
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He'd lace a phrase with irony and blend it all with fact
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Conservatives applauded and the liberals were entranced
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The bigots and the integrationists were in his camp
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Nobody dared to meet him in an open press debate
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He was nominated by the folks from every state
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Yes, a monkey was the president, though maybe not the first
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And there was peace and harmony throughout the universe
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The dream I had last night has been related as it came
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As for interpretation, well, it's really very plain
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Would you rather have a monkey up in Washington, D.C.
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Or have those people making monkeys out of you and me?
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The Monkey That Became President
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Tom T. Hall |