Once there was a king, Solomon,
Who had no belief on any one,
Excepting his pet monkey,
Which guarded him night and day.
He took his monkey to the forest,
Side by side, with him for a hunt.
Tired on his way, he took rest,
Under a shady tree, he slept.
The monkey was guarding him,
And saw a fly sitting o'er his arm.
It drove it first with its hands,
But the fly sat o'er his nose.
The monkey chased it out,
But the fly was adamant.
Once again it came back,
And sat o'er his neck.
His sword came handy,
For the brainless stupid monkey.
It struck the sword o'er the fly,
But Severed his head, sparing the fly.
Rajaram Ramachandran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-trust-an-idiot/
