-Walking down Appleblossom Street singing about goblins with a pointy object in my hand
There’s a girl with a red umbrella
Walking down the street
Her heart has gone for a ‘fella
She dreams of when they’ll next meet
She’s decided she’s in love
With a tall blueeyed young man
But he doesn’t know her from a dove
And her name he thinks is Jan
The girl with the red umbrella
Is a sorry case indeed
Fed up with this world of bellas
She decided to go her own way
Drinking heartless poisons
To wash down the moldy cheese
And her umbrella isn’t really red
It’s black
Daddy will never know
Who took his blueberry bagel
Dinosaur!
Jingle Bells Jingle Bells
Don’t eat yellow snow
Because I will eat your impressionist hogwash
Which is why the girl was eaten. DUH. That wasn't no ordinary blueberry bagle...
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That is exactly why you should stay away from poetry. But I like the imagery. The red umbrella was good....
ReplyDelete... I like the blueberry bagel. :)
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