Amazon delivered a barrel of monkeys today
just rang the bell and left it on the porch.  

I don’t recall ordering them.  

When I lifted the lid they climbed out
wearing smiles and bell hop uniforms.  

There were no instructions included.  

I tried to merge my mind with their minds
so we could relate to each other.  

That might have been a mistake.  

I can’t explain how we spend our days
but it makes sense when you’re a monkey.  

Especially after acceptance into the troop.  

The monkeys have taken over my life.
My life is now a barrel of monkeys.  

Isn’t that bananas?