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Mary Sue Hank Next Door My Hog And Houndog
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In my ramshackle torn straw old bed
The mice are chewing my toes
And the bedbugs bite
Elephants dancing in my head
I think to myself
"It's not a bad life I can't complain''
Just as the cat Catherine
Once again wee's on the bed!!!!
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I just can't understand why I can't get a gurly
Like Mary Sue, I'd wed her tomorrow
That's if she buys herself a wedding frock
And a ball and chain
With an open lock
I mean what gal
Would turn down hunk
Like me
With a large shotgun
A good hound dog
Chickins a mule
And a hog
When I've had a shave and a Bath
Put my teeth in and combed my two hairs
And put on that heerby fancy French perfume
I don't why, but when I walk into a crowded room
Flowers die and the crowd leave the room
Mighty strange these here folk!
I been athinkin, she might like some flowers
Ill pinch them from Hanks's garden next shack
When he's out acourtin
I'll just tell him them pesky O'keef kids
Are at it againnn!
Yes seri I can't wait
To ask her for a date
Oh Hank's back in his truck
And who in tarnation is that?
Only Mary Sue!
That night I had plenty of moonshine
And the hog and my hound dog
Were as drunk as a skunk
He must have a better bed than me
With the headboard Knockin
Against the wall
And those hereby springs a screeching snd creakin
Like a piston on a pickup truck on a bumpy road
Well back to bed again buuuurp
Good night
I'll just wait for the mice to nibble my toes
And the bed bugs to bite.
Copyright ©
Peter Dome
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