Flow Billy Bah Walka Walk
He is silly that Billy...a flow walker ...joy talker
He trots along so sweet some days
but then just turns and bolts away
He is an ever-ready arm embrace
but not so much for the long haul race
He is dashing as Santa and his sleigh
as you watch him keep you...... well at bay
His smile "how it twinkles and his dimples so merry"
lead you to believe it is true love that he carries
Oh the torch! How it glows and your feelings they flow
but as soon as he knows...
out the window he goes!
You fly to the rooftop to watch him ...drive out of sight
and crushingly learn he is more of a blight
than a heartthrob magnificent to hold close at night
So Go TO YOUR walking ...OH Billy BAH O
I am tired of talking ...to a big zerO
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