They didn’t have much trouble
teaching the ape to write poems:
first they strapped him into the chair,
then tied the pencil around his hand
(the paper had already been nailed down).
Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulder
and whispered into his ear:
“You look like a god sitting there.
Why don’t you try writing something?”
~James Tate
Words for the Year 
Jennie, Jennie. Were you peeking in my windows again…just like I was peeking into yours?
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I keep telling you both to buy some dang curtains.
Now release the monkey and get back to work, Michelle.
And buy some dang curtains!
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Curtains? We don’t need no stinkin curtains!
And the ape is offended you called it a monkey 😉
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I see you, Michelle! 😉
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