the bambi kill bandit

I will tell you that one of my dreams is to have a pet monkey, and train him to play music, any instrument he likes. Then we will form a band which I will let him name. My guess is it will be called "Ohh Eeh Ahh Ahh! The monkeys name will be mr. bargonzo bean and he will wear a bannana bandana, the act will please millions over the course of 10 years untill mr. bargonzo bean fataly overdoses on pain pills and the band has to break up.If you are curious you should message me.happy endings......... are fairy tales........happy endings, are...ehhhh...bloody trails, of faulse belief!happy endings kill me! Finally something to count on.The dreams I have, promtly give it up for the very last time.... Everything is perfect, everything is mine.Something you could ponder, wouldnt say it'd be...Cause happy endings kill me, but I have bud the dreams.Saddly situations caught in webs of akward akward finds.Turn the situation before your true color illudes.Faster fiction draging all the mother fuckers moods.I really do like happy endings, but you think about more than you get................................................pretend there is happy jazz background music here................... da do da da do da la da da di..............da do da da do da da di da di ba bmmm ba bmmmm................. la...... Lets all sit by the old oak tree, where that person was hung, where are friends did E, just listen to stalsia.....nastalsia see the kind that will taste like cherry coke a cola EWW no just wait its now comin through again daytime young chime chillin with the time forever!la di da daathankshope you liked my poem and songif you didnt then GO TO HELL, he he he (thats a laugh)Do I have to explaine everything!?!