There once were two brothers named Cal
while at the zoo, they watched me climb a tree
then their mom got in a tiff with me
I walked away, with nothing to say
no anger or hate, she was a really good gal
I do wonder often where those boys are and who they may be
last I knew we wrestled and played, they were so happy to see me
and forever to them, for me, I am the And-he-monkey
I would let them know all the good things I feel
whatever the story, this stuff in my heart is Real
all the obstacles life puts in the way
I will wait, and maybe shake their hand another day