Geez! Keeping up with y'all and your creative output is getting to be a full-time job!! ;-)

Here are the cumulative Silver B.L.O.B.s for the offerings so far:

To Genie for this nifty naughty verse:

Infra-
red light at The Oasis
Was for critter lovers to peek,
But Ned and Pen now have red faces--
Four sets of blushing cheeks!!!

AND for this image interruptus:

Quickly they get themselves together--
Night guard is not a party guy!
Aw, shucks! We're back to watchin' badgers--
Porn cam is over for tonight!

To derrymacash for his bounty of badger bootie bits:

I stripped like Salome removing her veils
And shimmied and flashed and waggled my tail
'Neath the moon's slivery beams I was white as a swan
All except for me noggin, with me bobble-hat on

Ouch! A dirty great big pine-cone
Is digging in my twat
And the night air is so freezing
I must wear a bobble-hat
You are knobbly where I'm flabby
Where you're skinny, I am round
Wish I'd never heard you mention
That ol' blanket on the ground

I came home on a Monday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I spied my missus lying down
Beneath a spreading tree
And on her head a bobble-hat
And she's yelling out in glee
"If I wasn't drunk, I might have thunk
You were cuckolding me!"
Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool
And still you cannot see
I'm only taking a midnight stroll
In innocent company
Well it's many's the day I've wandered
A hundred miles or more
But an innocent stroll in the nude, me boys
I never saw before

Things came to a head
She scratched me with her claws, sir
When from the near hotel
We heard some wild applause, sir
The manager exclaimed
You gave my guests a treat, sir
And as a just reward
Please accept the bridal suite. Sir
With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa
With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy
With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa
And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy

But this pair at my entrance put on a mighty show
With "God!" and "Yes!" and "Please!" and "Jesus Christ!" and "Ah!" and "No!"
To find out what was going on, the brockeens they were keen
All I could do to keep them from witnessing the scene

I wasn't to know the spot we chose was in the line of view
Of the infrareds and microphones and all that how-d'ye-do
And glued to their TV screens, the brock-watchers were in awe
The main attraction of the night was more than they bargained for
But the picture was quite grainy and the definition poor
I might not have been recognised but for the hat I wore
I'll regret I wore that headgear until my dying day
Cos the stitchin' on me bobble-hat gave me game away

It wasn't me facial features or tattoos I'm sad to say
But the stitchin' on me bobble-hat that gave me game away

When nine months had been and gone the maiden she was shamed
She bore a little woodsman and she didn't know his name
She cried "I've learnt the hard way, I've learnt the lesson that
You cannot make a Dutch cap from a woollen bobble-hat"

To Amos for this delightful dab of a ditty:

Dunno why you gotta do me like that
With some hussy in a bobble-hat
Just a two-bit local skank
With a birthmark on her flank
You can say it wasn't you
But you've got a birthmark, too, and...

To MMario for this torrid tidbit of terpsichorean turpitude:

Not
Badgers!
That's a couple
"dancin'"
"Dancin'" horizontal.
She's still got her hat on!
Wow, this is getting' good.

To Matthew Edwards for these two lovely lyrics of love:

Now I love nature in the raw whatever the reception,
But a bobble hat's no use at all as a form of contraception,
So remember when you're courting to wear a condom please,
Or you'll recall the badger's sett with a baby on your knees!

Upon her head she wore a yellow bobble,
She wore in in the winter in the woodlands so they say,
And if you asked her why the heck she wore it;
She wore it for her lover who was badgering away.

To Deda for her consumate consumerism with:

At the motel for bachelors I room by myself
But I taped the badger show
And every single time that I answer the phone
I sell a video
They sold out in the wintertime
And in the summer, too
So the only only copies I have that are left
I'll be glad to sell to you!

To Clifton53 for this inciting section of, uhm, badger-watching:

The grass and the lake seemed a little bit fake as they rutted like deer
The finish line was in sight
Slammin' her with all his might
As I reached for a beer
I said " this hotel can be a mighty entertainin' do"
Bush League Boffin', and nice room service too
I almost whipped my skippy but I said," that's crude"
Bush League Boffin', animals get lewd
Bush League Boffin, badgers in the nude
Bush League Boffin', check it out young dude

To Sonja, for this bit of denver digging:

"Come let me show you
What they've got on TV, Hugh!
You'll be drowning in laughter
At their bare, flabby forms!
See the critters beside them--
Who knew badgers were voyeurs??--
Come take a look, kids!
Ya won't see this at home!"