I am last in the whole world wide,
For my brothers all have gone,
One by one have the martyrs died,
That mankind might live on.
High am I set in the market square,
Widely my fame abounds,
And for me a Yankee millionaire
Bids fifty million pounds.
Keen goes the bidding; fierce the fight,
There are cries on every hand....
But I mean to take to the woods tonight;
And they'll never get my gland!
Lay Of Last Monkey
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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