Dressing For a Trip
Mommy and Poppy are divorced
But he always CAESAR when he can
Their FRENCH hip is now somewhat strained
Since the custody, went to the man
So Mommy was gone when it happened
She didn't see it, but POPPY SEED it all
Brother was eatin' a sandwich of cheese
When he come a RUSSIAN down the hall
I don't know why it doe's it but
The CATALINA bit inside the door
Then when brother tripped on that cat
He fell and BLUECHEESE on the floor!
If I ever spit up my food
I'd sell my RANCH and live on the street
And if I ever trip over a cat
I'll bet a THOUSAND ISLAND on my feet!
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