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No Siree Bob

You say you're five foot six, I think your yard sticks fixed. You say you're five foot six and your charm is not worn out! You're singin' okey dokey and I'm singin holy smokie. No sir, I won't go OUT! You put your toupee on. I take your toupee off. You put your toupee on. and you're dancin' all about. You're singin' okey dokey and I'm singin' holy smokie, no sir, I won't go OUT! You put your false teeth in. You take your false teeth out. You put your false teeth in and my face begins to pout. You're singin' okey dokey and I'm singin' holy smokie, no sir, I won't go OUT! *Please SING to the Hokie Pokey [Feel free to add verse or do a man's take :P]

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/26/2012 7:59:00 PM
oh, ok, I just read down. hahaha (for what inspired it)
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Date: 8/26/2012 7:59:00 PM
I could sing the song with your words. I really LIKES this one. Why didn't you just finish the lines in that next to last stanza. It sounds fine to put "in" at the end of line one there and to insert teeth in the line three of that stanza. So creative, Debs. what inspired it?
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Date: 8/21/2012 2:10:00 PM
above is a complation of bad dates LOL..after Chas's comment I realize the song was JUST right for the topic LOL and most of those men had been married once or twice
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Date: 8/21/2012 12:51:00 PM
So, to put it mildly, you'd hate to meet the woman who thinks he is a nice man. I believe you are right.
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Date: 8/19/2012 3:24:00 PM
This is something different and I like it. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla
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Date: 8/19/2012 12:48:00 PM
great!! love it....check out my own FALSE TEETH poem you ll l ike it probab hahaha....best w Syd
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Date: 8/19/2012 12:24:00 PM
I was singing along with it as I read this fun work Debbie xx
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Date: 8/19/2012 12:16:00 PM
Debbie it is an infectious tune, I like this version, I hate the original...well done..David
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Date: 8/19/2012 11:59:00 AM
Hmmml...oops.... line 4 should read: You rude and crude lout! texting, scrolling, MP3ing... I am soooooooooooo not a fan when people do this places they shouldn't, restaurants with company, in the playground instead of watching their kids (!@#$), at churches, funerals, you name it and people are tuning out people.
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Charles Henderson
Date: 8/21/2012 12:44:00 PM
Cindy, I think it ought to be called infectuous textuous.
Date: 8/19/2012 11:56:00 AM
You turn your cell phone on// I turn your cell phone off// You turn your cell phone on// I've freaking had enough!// Hee hee.
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