Wednesday, August 11, 2010

My Buddy Has a Code

MY BUDDY HAS A CODE IN THE NODE

HER NODE LOOKS LIKE A NIGHT OF DRINKING

SHE’S THE EAST COAST DISTRIBUTOR

OF MALAISE AND MAL AL LA TETE



SHE’S ON DRUGS THAT WOULD KILL A HORSE

THAT’S BECAUSE SHE’S GOT A COLT

THAT’S THE MANE REASON SHE GOT SICK



THIS FILLY IS ILLY

THAT’S KIND OF SILLY

HER NOSE IS WINNING THE RACE

IT’S RUNNING AT WHIM

OVER HER CHIN

IT’S PUDDLING ALL OVER THE FLOOR



SHE’D REALLY BE THANKY

FOR THE LOAN OF A HANKY

HERS ARE ALL USED UP

WOULD YOU BELIEVE

SHE’S USING HER SLEEVE

BUT SHE’S WEARING A SLEEVELESS BLOUSE



NOW LET ME PRATTLE

ABOUT HER CHEST RATTLE

THE COUGHING THE COUGHING THE COUGH

SHE SOUNDS JUST THE SAME

AS AN OLD FASHIONED TRAIN

CHUGGING CHUGGING AND CHUG



LET’S ALL LIGHT A CANDLE

DO THE CHICKEN BONE DANCE

ANYTHING TO MAKE HER WELL



I WISH HER WELL

IN HER MOMENT OF STRESS

SHE’S GOT A CODE IN THE NODE

MY PAL



FRANK A VOLLMER

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