Chimp's spot

Chimp, the chimpanzee chief,
Has come to represent his own loving fief,
'Knock, knock, Chimp is here.'
Officer G said, 'Yes, yes, you're loud enough to hear.'
In Chimp stepped, 'G'd morn',
'No rejectamenta, I shall warn,
'But I'm here to slot my name in
'For the chieftain election that's comin'.'
'I'm awfully sorry,' Officer G replied,
'Your nationality isn't qualified.'
Chimp cried in fury, 'I went to a lawyer school!
'Surely I'm eligible, don't be a fool.'
'You should leave,' the officer said, 'I'm past my prime,
'And I don't have that luxury of time.'
At this, Chimp leaped onto the study,
His face a shade of ruddy,
'Listen here, gym junkie.
'There's no use you're chunky.
'Your silver back ain't so attractive.
'Your mates are shoddy public figures, be proactive.
'It's fitting time your species steps down,
'And hand us intellectual chimps your crown.'
'My dear friend,' Officer G said,
'You can't fight. You can't lead. You can never be the head.
'So please be gone,
'Mark my brawn.'
'Me officer.' Chimp replied, 'Before this goes out of hand
'You'd better understand,
'We got excellently superb coconuts.
'We can think. We can act. We can never act like klutz.
'We took exceptional time management classes,
'We don't go knuckle-walking like you masses.
'Qualified or not,
'I want that spot.'
Officer G shakes his head,
'Sorry I can't help,' he said.
'I understand,' Chimp nods his head,
'That's why you should be polished off dead.'
Now we thought you might
Wonder, does potty old Chimp get that spot alright?
Oh, he did, indeed.
Well, nothing could impede.
He even sent his nation into a joyous spin
Under Officer G's hairy coat of gorillaskin.