Astronaut drifts, heads for a monkey planet

Crash lands, is chased by the goon squad

Is drag-netted, grilled, tossed in the can

Meets a ‘Jane’ looking doll, thing swells.

Realizes he’s the only human that can jaw

Dons ‘Weissmuller’ threads; one too many

Cheetas – busts out; goons throw the lead

Drag-netted once again; won’t take the fall.

“Take your stinking paws off me you damn

dirty ape;” goon squad: “You’re getting a

three-spot;” is thrown in with ‘Jane’; put

there to copulate; “How about some privacy?”

Two compassionate monkeys ask ‘Dick’ to

tip his mitt – spill the beans; “I asked you

first!”  Takes them, the skirt, and ‘Doc’ to

explore by a beach; don’t forget the sunscreen.

Find a cave and inside the biggest discovery is

a ‘Betsy-Wetsy’ doll that says, “Ma-Ma”; ‘Dick’

puts two and two together and gets five; grabs

‘Jane’ and a heater – jump on the back of a horse.

Round the bend just about faints – sees the Statute

of Limitations – Tarzan appears, “I’m the lord of the

apes!” “In life, it don’t mean a thing if you ain’t got

that swing!”  Grabs ‘Jane’ and rides off into the sunset.

‘2009’ RLS