RC Weslowski

Monkey Pudding was written in 1999 and performed as a tour of preschools and daycares in Vancouver in 2000.

Two of the poems from the Monkey Pudding project, “Hello There” and “I Wanna”, were recorded as part of the album, Plattapussy.

 

boom

shhhhhhhhhhhh

monkey

there’s an electric zig zag power snag going ’round my brain.

boom  boom  boom  ba doop

 

shhhhhhhhhhh

pudding

there’s a sweet tongue tickling tug of war splashing in the rain.

boom  boom  boom ba doop

boom  boom  ba boom ba doop

grrrrrrr  grrrrrr  garaggle

 

shhhhhhhhhhh

 

boom  ba  doop a doom  ba doop a doom barrumph

 

i want to eat you up barrumph barrumph  all up.  all up.  barrumph

up up, up up, up up and away

it’s…

boom  ba  doop a doom   barrumph

barrumph ba doop  a doom

barrumph

there are sad times sometimes

and sometimes our feelings hurt

there are glad times sometimes

and sometimes we want to blurt

boom  ba  doop a doop doom

ba  doop  ba doop  barrumph

boom  ba  doop a doom boom boom

barrumph  barrumph

share with me.  you.  all of you.  share with me.  always.  in all ways.

sad ways.  side ways.  good days and bad days.

share with me.  amaze me

you bedazzle all of you

with love sparks

share with me whiskers all ways in all ways

and your shimmering shine

 

boom  ba doop a doom ba doop a doom

barrumph barrumph

ba  doop a doom  barrrumph

 

shhhhhhhhhh

monkey!                        pudding!

 

chant

monkey!                                                pudding!

monkey-monkey!                                  pudding-monkey!

pudding-pudding!                                 monkey-pudding!

 

you can put it in your shoes

you can squish it with your toes

you can smear it on your face

you can wash it with your clothes

 

you can throw it at your friends

you can hide it in your bed

you can slap it on your bum

you can feed it to the dead

 

monkey!                                               pudding!

 

there’s nothing else that’s quite as gooding

as good old fashioned monkey pudding

 

people you don’t like…they like monkey pudding

those folks you think strange…they like monkey pudding

it’s makes them stranger, it’s them stronger

it makes them weirder, it makes them laugh longer

it’s good to be different, it’s fun to be a freak

it’s good that your thoughts are the one’s that you think

 

monkey!                                                 pudding!

 

there’s nothing else that’s quite as gooding

as good old fashioned monkey pudding

 

heroes

monkey pudding Pete

had really big feet

feet bigger than a dinosaur’s bum

 

and Pete dug his feet

he liked to walk on the street

fwip fwap, fwop fweep, fwop fwum

 

monkey pudding Pam

had a tongue made from jam

jam thicker than a marshmallow’s bed

 

and Pam loved her tongue

all the songs it did sung

whoop lee dee da, dum doodle dee ded

 

monkey pudding Paul

had hands that were small

hands smaller than a wee baby mouse

 

but Paul loved his hands

they played drums in a band

poutta pitta, pitta patta, potta pouse

 

hooray to all our heroes

who come in many shapes and sizes

these monkey pudding people

give us all some wonderful surprises

 

luuuuuuvvvvvvss

monkey pudding luuuuuuvvvvvvss

to be ruuuuuubbbbbbed

the right way

 

get ready for good times

get ready for fun

put your hands on your belly

on your tummy tum tum

wiggle your fingers and lickle your lips

let out a squeal as you jiggle your hips

 

monkey pudding luuuuuuvvvvvss

to be ruuuuuubbbbbed

the right way

 

hello there

hello there man in the moon

hello there monsieur la lune

hello there sad funny face

lonely and hollow crying in space

i’ll be your friend and i’ll be the one

who plays games with you instead of the sun

we’ll play hide and seek when night turns to day

i’ll be there when it’s cloudy and never run away

so i’m coming for a visit i’m flying to the moon and

i’m bringing monkey pudding i’m bringing two big spoons

i’m bringing two big buckets, we’ll fill them to the top

i’m bringing all my jokes so the smiles will never stop

there’ll be clapping and laughing and songs to be sung

we’ll shout silly things at the top of our lungs

“SHNEEPY, SHNEEPY, POOH, POOH, BAH”

“FROOPY, FROOPY, ZOOH, ZOOH, DAH”

we’ll bang pots and pans we’ll blow balloons ’till they’ve popped

we’ll make as much noise as we like, then take a nap once we’ve stopped

and the dreams that we’ll have will make all people happy

they’ll bump into strangers and say “burga row toing toing va booble va

bappy”

so close your eyes. imaginize. fantasize. it’ll be a surpise.

here i come friend ta ta ta dooooooooooom

space is our playground za za za zoooooooooooom

 

music

last night i saw you making music

you were playing monkey pudding songs

the words they didn’t make much sense

still everyone was singing along

 

there’s gimble in my snooky there’s trumble in my wak

the scrumble in the trower looks just like a frikka frak

the monkey is a pudding and the pudding is a gloop

the pinto is a pony and the pony is a shloop

 

wrinkle all the frankles and ruble the up tight

twinkle all the tangled and fladingle all the fright

porch the prumblik on yer mimbly tickle twist the oochie loos

patch the jumble in yer gringles wripple wist the smoochie smoos

the accordion played it’s ooom pah pah’s

the bongos bounced out a beat

marvellous sounds came from marvellous mouths

people tapped the floor with their toes and their feet

 

ooom pah  ooom pah  ooom pah pah

babooomba putta putta pow

chugga hah chugga hah ratta tat tat

zazoompah gutta gutta wow

 

then once the night was over

when all the monkey pudding playing was done

some people cried but most of them laughed

it had been a while since they had so much fun

 

go go hee hee go go oh my

whatta whatta whatta wonderful time

yar yar hooray  yar yar moo mow

and it all cost us less than a dime

 

pajamas

monkey pudding pajamas are wonderful things

spots winking on flannel

playing “eye spy” with dreams

 

“i spy with my winking spot spy

a marshmallow coloured green

a horse with an eyepatch

a wheelbarrow full of laughs”

 

“yps tops gnikniw ym htiw yps i

arepo gnignis gorf a

sklat taht dalas otatop

eybdoog gniyas fo derit rotovele na”

 

kerboing kerbong jump jump               jump high

the pogo sticks are bouncing in town

hop hop whoop whoop hop hop           whoopeye

let’s help them pretend to be clowns

 

commander, there’s no time to explain but someone has just put jello in my pants

 

that’s not a rooster it’s just james coburn

 

one day that elevator is going to realize that she’s hungry
stop!  fudge!

 

puns

if monkey pudding was

a broken boat

it would be sunky pudding

 

if monkey pudding was

rock and roll

it would be punky pudding

 

if monkey pudding knew

how to dance

it would be funky pudding

 

if monkey pudding was

able to talk

it would be tonguekey pudding

 

if monkey pudding was

coffee and donuts

it would be dunky pudding

 

if monkey pudding was

mary tyler moore

it would be spunky pudding

 

if monkey pudding got

bad grades

it would be flunky pudding

 

if monkey pudding was

only found at the dump

it would be junky pudding

 

if monkey pudding had

lived in the 5th century a.d.

it would be attila the hun-key pudding

 

santa

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

just for you and me

 

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

to put under the christmas tree

 

pudding that’s gooey, pudding that’s sticky

pudding that’s jargy, pudding that’s shnicky

 

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

made by christmas elves

 

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

to fill the christmas shelves

 

monkey pudding garboozle, monkey pudding gratingle

monkey pudding badoozle, monkey pudding babingle

 

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

because he knows he should

 

santa’s bringing pudding

monkey pudding

to help us all feel good

 

horky chorky, diggy doozy

happy thoughts and kindest wishes

to all the monkeys of the world

may you be filled by magic dishes

 

tuba

alone

all alone

all alone in my tub

all alone in my tub with a tuba

 

making sweet tuba music

making sweet tuba sounds

toobing sweet tuba tangos

in sweet tuba towns

 

my tub is a place of magic my tuba is a thing of treats

 

i can hold my breath for hours and i can float in space and i can juggle bubbles and i can make a tidal wave to splash my sister’s bedroom and i can wrinkle up like grandpa’s belly and i be a submarine and i can be a shark and i can be a whale and i can be a stingray and i can be a jellyfish and i can be a cyclone and i can be a typhoon and i can be a hurricane and i can be an island with buried treasure and i can be a pirate and i can be a speedboat and i can fart underwater and still smell the stink.

 

and you know i’m not the only one

it’s easy for anyone to do

just make a circle with your fingers

and let the world know that you’re you

hooooooooo

ok, ok  that’s good but not quite

take a deeper breath

make it last a little longer

hhhhhhhoooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaooooo

 

quite nice quite nice you’re learning very quick

still i think you need to think like a tuba

pretend you’re a laugh and let your tummy jiggle

i think that will surely do the trick

hoooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmaaaaaaaoooooooeeeeeaaaaaoooo

 

i’m quite proud of you

i’m quite proud indeed

tomorrow we’ll try a trombone

 

vocab

oboe dobow day      whoop poo poo

sleepy jee baw         chop chop faphoo

 

grrrr grrrr rumble     boo bag dong dicky

dubba dubba            kerchoo-choo         fing fang fong ficky

 

fraka fraka

shucka chaka

poo-too ping ping

 

monkey pudding dingle whoop  monkey pudding shingle ding

 

gratoing!                                       sproink!                                         spladoodie!

 

putta putta potta

gabba gooey rump

morgo jaka fargy

ningy clompy clump

 

zargo chomp/chomp chomp

rrrrruffle

giddy up

kersploosh

 

i wanna

i want to be happy i want to have fun

i want life to smell like fresh cinnamon buns

 

i would love to be silly i would love to be free

i would love to be a monkey in a giant pudding tree

 

i yearn to be goofy i yearn to be glad

i yearn to eat pancakes before they go bad

 

i need to be quirky i need to be odd

i need to take showers and act like a frog

 

i have to have laughter i have to have puns

i have teeth made from soap so i have bubblegums

 

i enjoy whistling i enjoy rhyme

i enjoy pennies quarters nickels and dimes

 

i want to hug strangers i want to feel love

i want to make up new words like swingthugglegruv

 

i don’t want to be angry i don’t want to make sense

blue coloured chocolates are my real grandparents

 

i want to throw boomerangs i want to hula hoop

i want a smile on my face when i have to go poop

 

i need you to like me and i don’t really care

i need you to know i’m just glad i shared

 

whispers

i have heard the whispers

whispering

is it true

i have heard the doubters

doubting

who are you

to sing to say about the pudding

monkey pudding

who are you to say?

well

i have played the pudding games

i have worn the pudding shoes

i have gone to pudding hospitals

i have worked in pudding zoos

i have heard the pudding crying

i have heard the pudding moos

i have seen the pudding sadness

i have heard the pudding blues

i am me

the words are mine

thubba dubba doo badoo

sproink.

 

whoop

whoop whoop whoop

i think i really like you

 

whoop whoop whoop

you really make me laugh

 

yup yup yup

i’d truly like to hug you

 

yup yup yup

you never take a bath

 

zoip zoip zoip

let’s bake a pie together

 

zoip zoip zoip

let’s go build a fort

 

ting tang tong

i love to see you smiling

 

ting tang tong

i want to hear you snort

 

bang bang bang

you’re my friend forever

 

bang bang bang

you were made for me

 

clang clang clang

we all like monkey pudding

 

clang clang clang

you’re who i like to see

 

monkeypooding

monkey pudding is toilet trained

an expert at numbers 1 and 2

monkey pudding knows how to pee

monkey pudding knows how to…..poo

 

monkey pudding has no bottom

there’s no need to worry about wiping

monkey pudding has no stink

there’s no need for any griping

 

splishhhh  lishhh flishhhy bloop

plop plop, blip blop, ger sploosh

 

let monkey pudding eat all it wants

let monkey pudding stay all day long

then when monkey pudding has to go

listen to it sing this song

 

snigga doo ding ding

ragga foo fang

marba munch wing ting

cheeba moo tang

 

i like to watch the poo go round

talk to it and say goodbye

it’s like making yourself a brand new friend

and have them move at the very same time

 

boo hoo oh well

there’s no need for sorrow

hoo boo pray tell

there’ll be plenty tomorrow

 

love

it’s all the strange and odd and wonderful things

that bubble and booble deep down inside

it’s all the magical and moody and mischievous things

that squiggle and wiggle ‘til you stop asking why

 

do all the things

you never thought

that you’d do

for no other reason

than they feel good to you

 

sleep in satellite dishes and

send your dreams to the stars

catch the wind in your arms and

free butterflies from jars

 

tell old people they’re loved

read shy people a story

pass the puck to a friend

let them feel the glory

 

hallelujah hallelujah clap clap hoorah

it’s monkey pudding love