Feathered hat, fife and drum
Doodle's entrance a smash
Though in the air, all around him
float sweet marijuana and hash
'Young lady,' begins Doodle - O, the naivete!
'I'm a he not a she,' the young thing announces
'Are you non-binary, (you) kwir coquette?'
Doodle scratches his head, looks to heaven
What strange folks are these, he wonders
Where he is she and she is he... Who is me?
All is folly! ~ the race now riven asunder
I'm a Yankee Drooling Senior
Trousers pulled up nipple high
Food stains on my shirt and in my hair
Happy but I don't know why
Got to see my family doctor
Really painful when I pee
All you people hear me farting
Better hide the children
Cause I am about to let one fly
(To the tune of Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Apologies to George M. Cohan.)
Brave young men, missions of laughter
Returnees ~ wounded ever after
Yankee Doodle
had a poodle,
and its name was Tony.
He fed this dog on fish and chips
and lots of macaroni.
Yankee Doodle
lacks a poodle.
Now he has a terrier.
Every day it learns new tricks.
The more it learns, the merrier.
A rich couple went to see two pedigree French poodles
Sorry, no poodles for sale -- they're busy playing canoodle
Yankee Doodle went to Maine
Riding on a snail.
By the time he reached Bangor,
He was old and frail!
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