I’ve sung you a thousand sweet songs,
I’ve wrote you a million ridiculous rhymes
(Though sometimes the grammar was wrong).
I’ve drawn you a zillion pictures,
So being as fair as can be,
After all that I’ve writtensungtolddrawn for you,
Won’t you writesingtelldraw one for me?
-shel silverstein
Take My Dogs, Please (to the tune of "We Are The Champions"
ReplyDeleteI have ani-mals, they are canine
They are a pain, in the be-hind
They can pee lakes, this is not news
They leave grenades, all over the floor and I’m not wearing SHOES!
(the floor- the floor-the floor- the flooooor!)
My feet are damp again, my friend
Close to the back door, still they went.
My feet are damp again!
My feet are damp again!
Contemplating Canicide; Cause my feet are damp again.
I wanna hurllllll!
They don’t bow wow, they howl and they scream
Knock over the trash, and spread around, they’re like a bad dream
Heidi’s so gross, she makes me heave
Over on the couch- giving herself a colonoscopeeee!
(I’m retching, retching, retching, retching)
My feet are damp again my friend
Close to the back door, still they went.
My feet are damp again!
My feet are damp again!
Contemplating Canicide; Cause my feet are damp again.
I wanna hurllllll!
-DB