We Came Down From The Trees, Then We All Stood Up

Came down to ground

Now we’re standing up straight

Walked on our knuckles

Now we stride and strut with a gate

Took slowly to taking

Decided to take up writing

Gave up on tails and fur

But not on all the fighting

Some say that some

Should stand straighter than others

But I ain’t see a one

That’s less monkey than another

Some say that some

Go by a different set of rules

But once we started standing up

We were nobodies fools

All I really know

Is that if you are my friend

Than you ain’t gonna to tell us

We don’t have the right stand again

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

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