Tucker Time

Dear Ebony, Gingy Whingy, and the squawking crows If they keep this up, we will really come to blows Its tucker time, and they’re all impatient for a feed Can’t they that big sign I’m working ever read Now Ginger’s nudging me with his cute little nose Dear Ebony, Gingy Whingy, and the squawking crows I’m fed up to the teeth with his pleading pathetic stare Always demanding my attention and getting in my hair Ebony joins him, as the crows resume the racket outside They all make such a din, it’s just deafening inside Dear Ebony, Gingy Whingy and the squawking crows Back off, I need peace for some music to compose As I stop what I’m doing and to strangle them vows I cannot resist their pathetic looks and hungry meows So I relent and then my entire work schedule blows Dear Ebony, Ginger Whingy and the squawking crows.