Bong Bitty Bong Bitty Bong Bitty Bay
Bong bitty bong bitty bong bitty bay
You are the bottom thought for me every day.
Hong hitty hong hitty hong hitty hay
I am the top dog, and I simply don’t play.
Zong zitty zong zitty zong zitty zay
You’re a spectacular example of dirt within hay
Mong mitty mong mitty mong mitty may
If I know you’re going to be there, I’ll just stay away
Dong ditty dong ditty dong ditty day
Our friends no longer like you. They’ll hold you at bay.
Fong fitty fong fitty fong fitty fay
I won all of them in the divorce, so please go away, Ray.
Submitted to Nick Trim’s 8 Mile High Contest
June 19, 2018
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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