I was born one night one morn when the whistle went toot-toot!
i can bake a steak and fry a cake when the mudpies are in bloom!
if six and six is nine, then ice comes from a mine!
and is Old Black Joe an eskimo in the good old summer time?
And loopdy-loop in noodle soup, just to give your socks a shine!
I'm guilty judge, i ate the fudge, three cheers for Old Lang Syne! (cheer cheer) i can not tell a lie! i hocked a piece of pie! its on a tree beneath the sea, above the bright blue sky! Oh, if easter eggs dont shave their legs, their children will have ducks! (quack quack)
i'd rather have a lemon pie for Forty-Seven bucks! (too much)
Way down in barcilon-ia i fell into a phobia, -not foamia- but this is all bolognia, pateruski, blow your horn, TOOT, TOOT!!
   
                                                   thanks guys!