The Night That Young Barky Got Busted by Amos, Áine and Mbo
(Tune: The Night that Old Larry Got Stretched)

The night that young Barky got busted
She was meant to be fixin' computers
And her folks thought she could be trusted
But she's run off on an internet tooter.

(Spoken)  But her Pa found out!

The night that young Barky got caught
She was driving the freeway at night
Was she doing what Dad thought she ought?
To squeeze by Mom it would be too tight

The night that young Barky got flagged,
As lines on the road flashed by,
A young poet in her memory tagged,
She was thinking what lines she would try.

The night that young Barky she passed
A slowpoke who went 44
At 75 she blew past
She knows what a turn signal's for!

And her driving recalled as she sat,
When she came on like a bat out of hell,
That's the same way she 'ppeared on the 'Cat,
And boy! She's remarkably swell!

The night that young Barky got grounded,
It shoulda been bad – Oh mais non!
Her laptop – working on how it sounded,
She came up with a beautiful song!

But what bothered young Barky the most 
And what has most surely depressed her 
Was that she herself passed out the post 
That willy or nilly confessed her!

(Spoken) But she'd do it again fer the 'Cat!