Found a Skull the Other Day
I found a skull the other day
Was it human? I think no way.
Twenty-two bones, and all of them say
Come on down, honey, we want to play.
It was a merry skull, truly gay.
Rolling along the South Side Bay
In life he told me he was Big Jay
I frankly did not know what to say
Because he was a talkative gray
He told me stories, sure did. Okay?
I found him on the east highway
Decided to keep him, this skull named Jay.
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