There once was a Cat named 'Spaw
Who blew the butt trumpet raw
But what he did to Cleigh
Would blow ya away
'Twas the damndest thing I ever I ever saw!

In Bremen-town lives a Cletus
Whose lack of couth would defeat us
Then along came 'Spaw
They declared it a draw
For competition they didn't need us

Bill D with a fervor that burned
Would leave no blank wood unturned
He was once heard to say
That there was no way
That his talent could ever be learned

Little Hawk and Flattop walking past McGill
Decide to stop and use it, one was feeling ill
Kindly the gloved hand beckoned
They didn't need it that bad, they reckoned
Last seen they were cresting the hill.

I must remember to book myself a room at the Neil Young Resort! Arrrrrrgh...........!