The Folks From Usa
The folks are coming up to visit
Won’t they be astonished
Our igloos have all melted
We’re swimming in them now
Our sled dogs are all miniature
They wear booties and a coat
They don’t pull much of anything
They couldn’t if they tried
Our baby wears a big fur coat
Even when it’s ninety-eight
She purrs her song as the day is long
For a feline of her weight
We got new floors the straw is gone
The dung is all cleaned up
And now we have a real A/C
It doesn’t work with ice
We’ll put them up down at the Grand
On the east side of the Hat
Where the grass is green and there is no fence
And we splash in the big square pond
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