I always heard it was his ‘bananas.’ That’s the way my mommy explained it to me. "The great furry God of the banana tree, cares more for bananas than for me. So when I jump from tree to tree and slip and fall into the weeds, and tigers come to clean my bones, the Great furry God of the banana tree, sees my bones beneath the tree, he chortles, “silly monkey.”
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