Hulaba Loo

hulAba  Loo

Juicy june
Misty blue
Fathom fair
Everywhere
I've divided the parcels
Before they were mailed
Ha, la la
it's just a hulAba  Loo

Busted booms
Out of room
Impending gloom
Wash your broom
I've divided the parcels
Before they were mailed
Ha, la la
it's just a hulAba  Loo
And when you're done with them shoes

Alcohol, huh!
Arcola, what?
Aviation, huh!
Delegation, what?
Reprobation, huh!
Dum founded, not 
Got my diploma, what
From Magic Island, huh!

Run!!!
Fatty acid
Paper or plastic
Fathom fair
Everywhere
I've divided United Parcels
USPS they were mailed
Ha, la la
it's just a hulAba  Loo

Tied my shoes to the door
Nailed my gloves to the floor
Now when I want to go out doors
I choose to ignore
Man hasn't revisited the moon
THIS SUCH A it's just a hulAba  Loo

12/07/17
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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