Randy the Ring-Tailed Raccoon
Randy the ring-tailed raccoon
Had a very funny smell
And if you ever smelled him
You would run away pell-mell.
All of the other raccoons
Held their noses, called him names.
They were not nice to Randy,
Played him for the fool in games.
Then one frosty Christmas Eve
Santa said to him
"Randy with your smell so rank
You would stop an armored tank."
He pitied poor old Randy.
"You must have a bath tonight,
Then all the lady raccoons
Will not run away in fright."
Randy the ring-tailed raccoon
Now smells so extremely nice
All of his brother raccoons
Want to borrow his "Old Spice".
(to the tune of Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer.)won first place
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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