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"My Mantra: Magilla" by: M.Y. Hand
Magilla, Magilla special deliver,
clumsy dilemma, civil familiar.
Little purple bow-tie wearer,
matching bowler and suspender.
Furry figured, thunder heeler,
motorwheeler, big spiller.
Innocent stealer, town pillar;
"Oh Gee," invite him to dinner.
Crimson shoes, short pants;
he'll make the news, he likes to dance.
He's pleased ta meetcha, the easiest creature.
He'll take your views, give him a chance.
Though time has done a bygone era,
he always was, and will forever
be my special banana peeler.
Today's Gorillaz, all killaz no fillaz:
yappers, zappers, rappers and cappers,
bass, face, and silly knee slappers.
That razzamatazz has done me none happier.
Magilla Gorilla, I'll always remember.
Barbera and Hanna were bestest of peoples.
Melvin; Morris, and Messick best Peebles.
But a good gorilla nobody will keep,
"I'm sorry Mr. Peebles."
"We'll try again next week."
Published 13th Oct 2013
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