| Spark Gap City The road to Spark Gap City Is long on snarl and bank But travel it though tried and true Though ache my thigh or flank The places in that lovely city The clubs and restaurants swank The women so morose and pretty The men so hale and frank What matters that the rats do scurl Whilst making tiny scat? The laboratory opened wide The scent of salted cat Behold instead the forest kings Their village squat and dank Their wares of rings and radios And heads so small and shrank Watch the butcher in the shop Grind sausage with a crank Inhale the air through nostrils flared Waft there no odors rank! Forget not friend the ale hall Run by John and Shirley Wank Watch the patrons belching from The beer what they has drank Here once lived the
serpent folk
They were so lean and
lankThe village people drove them from The places where they slank Spark Gap City preschool With its children on a mat Hear them snoring blissfully Young Larry, and Benny, And Snat Off the coast the privateers Will make you walk the plank And watch the bubbles rise and pop Above the place you sank. The road to Spark Gap City Is long on snarl and bank But travel it though tried and true To see my old pal, Hank (He owes me fifty bucks.) |
Monkey Island I took the little pigeons far from where they cooed Now they live on Monkey Island eatin' monkey food. At first the pigeons were upset they thought they had been screwed But it wasn't long before they learned to eat dat monkey food. The monkeys there are so polite they're never vile or crude they treat the pigeons just like guests what eat that monkey food. The rhino bayed The gibbon shreiked The giraffes all stood and mooed The pidgies heard this clearly While they munched that monkey food |
I Love the Little Kitty I love the little kitty I love the little cat I love his little raincoat I love his little hat I hope that little kitty Watches out for cars and trucks The last time he was injured It cost me fifty bucks Oh, puddy at the fishbowl Puddy on my knee Puddy at the garbage can Puddy up a tree I love the little kitty He is so very nice When I brought him to the city He had ticks and fleas and lice Oh, puddy at the opera Puddy at the scene Puddy at the wheel Of the Mississippi Queen Kitty used to be so bold We used to call him studs But then we took him to the vet To have them nip his buds Oh, puddy on an island Puddy on a reef Puddy at a hospital Extracting people's teeth Last night there was a meeting Of the bird society The tiny little kitty Sat upon my knee Alas, err long I wished him gone I told him then to scat He came back in a jiffy With a yellow-breasted chat Oh, puddy with a bible Puddy on crusade Puddy with a shotgun Puddy with a blade See the little kitty lying on the couch he is so bright and witty he's never been a slouch. Oh puddy with a saxophone playing in a band puddy in the cat box scratchin in the sand. I love the little kitty Alas, ere Playing in a band |