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There were 15 monkies laying on the sand.
Eric jumped on one and grabbed it's hand.
The monkey howled as he pulled away,
and threw poor Eric far out of it's way.
Eric, yet disgruntled was not ready to give in,
So he kicked the damn monkey hard in the shin.
"Yazooks" cried the monkey as he wobbled in pain
The look in Eric's eyes was somewhat insane.
Frightened was the monkey so he lifted up his fists
And threw a mighty punch, but sadly he missed
Eric's response was "How dare you attack me?"
The monkey proclaimed "I got 14 brothers to back me!"
"You foolish toad. I have 14 big bootied hoes"
Right when Eric said that, all the hoes showed.
Suddenly Sisco's "Thong Song" started a bumpin'
The monkies went nuts when they heard that bass thumpin'.
after 4 hours passed of constant salt shakin' action,
one by one the hoes passed out from satisfaction
Now its late, and the fire is growing cold
But the fire in Eric's eyes grew bright and bold.
The vodka was downed as quick as can be
And a strange change came over little Eric P.
His yelling and screeming created a sonic boom
The feeling in the air was now turned to gloom.
As Eric starting flying around on his little ole' broom.
The END
By:
Eric, N' Jamie
Eric jumped on one and grabbed it's hand.
The monkey howled as he pulled away,
and threw poor Eric far out of it's way.
Eric, yet disgruntled was not ready to give in,
So he kicked the damn monkey hard in the shin.
"Yazooks" cried the monkey as he wobbled in pain
The look in Eric's eyes was somewhat insane.
Frightened was the monkey so he lifted up his fists
And threw a mighty punch, but sadly he missed
Eric's response was "How dare you attack me?"
The monkey proclaimed "I got 14 brothers to back me!"
"You foolish toad. I have 14 big bootied hoes"
Right when Eric said that, all the hoes showed.
Suddenly Sisco's "Thong Song" started a bumpin'
The monkies went nuts when they heard that bass thumpin'.
after 4 hours passed of constant salt shakin' action,
one by one the hoes passed out from satisfaction
Now its late, and the fire is growing cold
But the fire in Eric's eyes grew bright and bold.
The vodka was downed as quick as can be
And a strange change came over little Eric P.
His yelling and screeming created a sonic boom
The feeling in the air was now turned to gloom.
As Eric starting flying around on his little ole' broom.
The END
By:
Eric, N' Jamie