Giggle. Giggle. Fwap.
No one likes orange juice
Go kick a moose
Living in a field
Without any kind of shield
on the ping pong
Table so we can
Keep the hippo still
Or everyone will
Take a spill
On the paper mill
Making the pamplemousse
Who is who, who?
Keep going ‘til you stop
Better not fall and drop
Your lunch box
Nox.
Continue on the green path
Where enlightenment = math
Warble down the wishing well
So you go pell-mell
Trains speeding on a track
You’re lacking, Jack
Who drinks corn meal
Is a huge deal
For prisoners ‘cause they steal
The glockenspiel
They eat something in a pot
And their feet begin to rot
For goodness’ sake
Make the birthday cake
Stay awake.
Ride on spinny chairs
Run away from scary bears
Hide in clothing racks
Crack a bunch of old men’s backs
He’s a kleptomaniac
That’s not cardiac
Arrest him sir
He’s done wrong
With a bad song
Being sung to
Some doggie doo
Meow.
Pleasure treasures outback
Steak house makes ya hack
Up fur balls
Going up and down the walls
Taking a kip
In the dip
The chip and flip
Out when you break a nail
The notice on the rail
Mail goats roam free
So you can let go of me
Because you cannot see
Sir Thomas Malory.
Back in the hamster’s mood
Help that dude
Out man, it ain’t right
Can’t you see? That’s outta sight
Jiggling the tummies
Of some mummies
Yammering about nothing
Most likely homecoming
Dance like no ones watching
Giggle. Giggle. Fwap.
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