I met a gorilla
He trieda to scare me
He beat on his chest
And his teethies he bared me

He was so darned tough
And he acted so rough
I shook in my boots
So he yelled out some woots!

He wants me to cower
In fear of his glower
He's just so much stronger
I don't even belong here

But then I see something
That proves he's the dumbling
His shoe's are untied
And his fly's open wide

So I tell him, "Don't trip"
(I don't mention his blip)
Let this bully expose
The small thing no one knows

So with glare and a threat
He runs finger 'cross neck
So I doff, leave,and giggle
May his blip ever wiggle!

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Phaestian, in the year 580 AF.