THE APE AND A MIRROR
Rummaging an unattended campsite,
Attracted by the luster of the piece,
The Ape, appeasing the infamous apes' caprice,
Had stolen a mirror to his ebullient delight.
He climbed upon a mighty oak,
And drew the Owl's attention to the thing,
"Look, friend of mine, at this moke right in here.
What an accomplished fool with a stupid sneer!
Look at his flattish nose, thick lips.
You see this primitive low forehead, nappy hair,
The black skin, greedy eyes, and fatty hips…
And what a haughty nasty air:
Like everyone owes him a meaty share!
I'd rather fall straight into hell,
Than be like this riffraff dumbbell.
I have to tell you, Owl dear,
I know a lot around our place
Such creatures, who appear
Exactly like this ignorant disgrace."
"Hey, listen dude," the Owl interrupted,
"Like any undeveloped lug
On happy weedy drug,
With your long tongue corrupted,
While looking at your own wicked mug
And recognizing in your image others,
You are berating your paternal brothers."
***
There's no sense to teach the ones without brain,
All efforts, money, fervor are in vain,
And so the Owl's advice went down the drain.
***
Although many beasts are in the fable,
Walk in, my reader, there is no ban,
And under every guise be able
To find man.