Ma lying down on the job again
She'll get up but no-one knows when
Fed the rooster and scared the hens
All the doodah day.

Tweed and Bunn have gone fer good
Rustic hides out in the woods,
Bruce is up to nothing good,
All the doodah day.

King Khandu is never home now
Guess he started out to roam, now,
Sometimes Mom feels so alone now,
All the doodah day.

Pure BS at night!
Pure BS all day!
I bet my money on the MOAB thread,
DOwn where the bad boys play.


Stephanie Foister
Sewannee Melodies Stolen by My Brother
Atlanta, 1894