When Monkeys Attack.

Inspired by Nothingman. Now don't try to make sense out of it. Just READ! (:

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A boy went to the zoo on a hot summer's day,
And he peeked through the monkey's cage.
He threw in a rock, and it sent back a shock,
As the monkey was greatly enraged.
The monkey squeezed out, and clawed at the boy's face,
Mauling him with an angered grin.
They were caught in a race, and the monkey without haste,
As it threw the rock at the boy's chin.
And it tore off his clothes, his back red as a rose,
As the monkey scraped blood from his back.
The crowd began to stare, but the boy didn't care.
He just wanted to stop being attacked.
The crowd laughed at his pain, the boy clawed at again,
And it stuck a popcorn bag on his head.
He felt like he was blind, and the agony he did mind,
It just rammed a large stone on his head.
The boy pulled off the bag,
But the monkey was glad, and he got more demented ideas.
He beat him with a bat, and knocked him on a mat,
And the crowd gave maniacal cheers.
The monkey's demonical, archaic plain,
Had now begun to bear fruit.
He grabbed a crowbar, as this was the next par,
In his evil, yet humorous quest.
As he grabbed the bar, and he began to mar,
The boy into painful submission,
He gave squeaks of joy, as the bar was a toy,
For completing his life's greatest mission.
Then the manager came, his face cover with shame,
As he lifted the monkey from the ground.
It mad one faint little sound, as he called up the pound,
While they in-turn, called animal control.
They stuck it in a muzzle, as they began to puzzle,
What could have made the primate insane.
Then he glared at the boy, now not pounding with joy,
And his parents were called on the phone.
He was grounded for life, despite all of his strife,
And he was stuck at the zoo for years.
He had to clean the cages, and keep track of the wages,
And he never was happy again.