Hey pplz.....this is my 11th poem ..... you cant actually call it a poem...its more like...a script thingy.......made my Me and Jason Faia......mail me back and tell me what you think...thanx! :)
-Best regards,
Mark deSouza a.k.a RaD|oAcTiVe^HaMsT3R 

            

                      The Mysterious Dead Monkey
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*-*-*7:05 a.m - The 5th of July , 2001 (Thursday) -*-*-*

Mark wakes up after a hard.....weird........and abnormal night..... gets of the bed....sits at the comp......switches it on...and logs on.....a window opens.....

Jason : G`morn Mark...wats up?!


Mark : well , i was  layin` on my bed 
       untill i noticed beside me...a monkey that was dead
       he had sufferent frmo a bleedin` head
       Theres nothing that could be done nor said.


Jason : woah cool , so how did it get there?


Mark  : well,who knows!
        thats the way life goes.
        no body knows.
        he probally came in through the door.

Jason : uumm so did u call the police ?


Mark  : i tried but nobody came
        they  must have thought it was all a game
        they took my phone number and my name
        but everysince they hung up...things are still the same.


Jason : And what bout the money ?
        Was there any?


Mark  : No , but i sold the monkey for some cash
        then noticed the mysterious dead monkey had given me a rash
        called 911 and picked up a mutilated cat from the trash
        Bit off its head and spat out the blood on my itching monkey virus infested rash .
                 

Jason : Umm..but it was dead rite? 

Mark : Yea , the monkey was dead so it could be sold
       it was neither young nor old
       wasnt cheap...nor was it as expensive as gold
       had a little fungus thingy in the shape of a darkish-green mould


Jason : I`m talkin` `bout the cat u nut.....!

Mark : Oh the cat , yea...it was dead
       It had to be, specially after biting off its head
       Wait a minute , i feel sick.. i cant breathe
       "CALL THE POLICE!!!THE MONKEY IS ALIVE, HES POINTING A GUN AT ME!!!"

*BANG* *BANG* *SCREAMS* *YELLS* 


-*-*- 2:47 p.m , July 6th,2001(Friday)**-*-*-*-*-

*The police finally manage to get into the apartment...find a mutilated corpse.....and suddenly notice a monkey pointing an Ak-47 at their head*
*BANG*



                                     -The End-