“Woohooha, we’re monkey boys!”
We yelled.

Jumping up and
down
on the old tractor wagon.
Plucking banana shaped leaves
off the ancient tree out back.

The days were endless
in our magical ship
through the jungle.

Four years old and beaming
at our newly hoarded stash.

Then we became hungry,
racing inside for supper,
to escape the giant gorilla.