This doesn't happen every day during state inspections. A state inspector was visiting Orilla's Way when one of the residents entertained her with this limerick:
I went to the animal fair,
The Birds and the Beasts were there.
The big baboon, by the light of the moon,
Was combing his auburn hair.
The monkey, he got drunk,
And sat on the elephant's trunk.
The elephant sneezed and fell on his knees,
And what became of the monk, the monk?
|: The monk, the monk, the monk. :|
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