A big baboon is a royal gent; a dog faced delinquent of a playful bent.
He’s a cunning, scheming, conniving shrew; a philanderer, a rapist and a bigot too.
While his fingers gentle and curious probe, his fancy’s fur and her ear lobe,
his eyes and his teeth are there to test, the jealous hopes of his second best.
Because for the younger male his days are grave; just the neutered watch of a wishful knave.
He sits and scratches and waits and watches and plays with himself on the lower branches.