A Song For Spring (Cleaning)
Do do do.
Don't you hate doing things?
When will I have time to be be be?
How will we get anywhere if we just do do do all day?
Wash the car
Buy the grease
Fix the can
Shop for shoes
Scrape the paint
Fry the toad
Chase the ants
Eat your hat
And when you're finished doing that
Bring in the dog and put out the cat.
Don't you hate doing things?
When will I have time to be be be?
How will we get anywhere if we just do do do all day?
Wash the car
Buy the grease
Fix the can
Shop for shoes
Scrape the paint
Fry the toad
Chase the ants
Eat your hat
And when you're finished doing that
Bring in the dog and put out the cat.
Labels: A Panoply of Pondering
posted by Christopher Newton at 7:27 AM
3 Comments:
Might I add the last verse?
Don't you give him no dirty looks
The Pig, he's hip; he knows what cooks
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain't got time to take a ride.
Pretty good, man. That was a little reference for the cognoscenti, so to speak. Besides - it fits.
BTW - this new icon of mine makes me look like I'm the Invisible Pig. Sort of fading in and out. Was I really there at all?
Yes, I think maybe you need to re-do it, maybe just zoom in on the head. I don't know if I could tell what it is if I hadn't seen the whole picture first that you posted.
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