I was branded and then trained, within a campaign for expansion of my brain
The other primates became irate with some insanity that came
From their experiments; forced to work through it with bananas as our pay
Foolish mortals, this sounds like the premise of PLANET OF THE APES
Nevertheless, I never neglect all the duties they've given
They call me Caesar and said, " You're the lucky monkey we choose for this mission."
I'm given a suit that I live in: even my poo is within it
And all I have to eat is some powdered banana food; You cheap bitches!
They've used my existence to assist them without any reward
I should of started a revolution and turned their lab prison to war
Fooled with a remote control that resembles my favorite snack
And when I realized their shady attack, it was too late to react
Now I'm stuck on the moon, looking severely dumb and confused
With nothing to do, but use my opposable thumbs for a boost
I rub on my tool, jumping amused as I come in the suit
And I do that daily until I'm hungry enough to eat this junk they call food
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