Aha! Perhaps one has already been written. Maybe this was what The Thing was all about, only over the years the box has disappeared. The Thing While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin' in the bay I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise Oh!, I discovered a (boom-boom-boom) right before my eyes Oh!, I discovered a (boom-boom-boom) right before my eyes. I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy 'most anything But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop "Oh!, get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) before I call a cop! Oh!, get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) before I call a cop!" I turned around and got right out, a-running for my life And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door "Oh!, get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) and don't come back no more! Oh!, get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) and don't come back no more!" I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet A hobo who was looking for a handout on the street He said he'd take 'most any old thing - he was a desperate man But when I showed 'im the (boom-boom-boom) he turned around and ran Oh!, when I showed 'im the (boom-boom-boom) he turned around and ran. I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go "Get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) and take it down below! Oh, get out of here with that (boom-boom-boom) and take it down below!" The moral of this story is if you're out on the beach And you should see a great big box and it's within your reach Don't ever stop and open it up - that's my advice to you 'Cause you'll never get rid of the (boom-boom-boom) no matter what you do Oh, you'll never get rid of the (boom-boom-boom) no matter what you do
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