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Here I am, a monkey, sitting on a window sill,
The curtains are drawn, I can't see the inside.
I'm peering through the window pane
as I shift myself from side to side.
Seconds turn to minutes, I’m still sitting there,
I'm changing my position, I reach up to a higher pane,
The curtains are still drawn, so nothing I can see – again,
Do you think I'm inquisitive? I think you are!
You see, I’m just looking at my reflection in the window pane.
Suddenly there is a rustle beside me –
I look, I ask!
Someone's taking my picture to prove my inquisition?
That's not the truth! - no way! -
I'm gone!
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