That is the title of a poem by Lewis Carroll, listed among his 'College Rhymes and Notes by an Oxford Chiel'. The confusion between hurdy gurdies and barrel organs thus goes back at least as far as Carroll because the poem, too long to quote here, deals with his exasperation with a busker who won't stop playing his organ under Carroll's window. No mention of monkeys though.
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