he has got a rutabaga butt
He’s got a rutabaga butt, a rutabaga butt.
My cousin has certainly got a rutabaga butt!
Jerry was singing this loudly and proudly, like a clown.
We could hear it coming, going and upside down.
I felt sorry for his cousin though we had never met.
You might hurt his feelings I told Jerry; better stop it.
He kept singing, "he’s got a rutabaga butt, and a giant gut!
My cousin Jed has the world’s larges rutabaga butt."
Horrified now, I insisted on meeting Jerry’s cousin Jed.
He is a rotund guy with diverse coloring and a tiny head.
His body is made of a rutabaga, so the sound now makes sense.
I have not been able to stop singing this silly song ever since.
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