The guest named Open Mike asked if anyone had heard of spoonerisms - I love 'em! They quite often slip out of my mouth, and being a songwriter, it's always good fodder for a song idea. Here are the lyrics to a song I wrote and recorded a few years back. It's called "WITH ONE SWELL FOOP".
Love, Robin

1. Have you ever had a time when it happened to you,
You'd be talking along, and then out of the blue,
You'd begin to hear the words that you just said.
Well the words you've been saying are nothing but mush,
The realization comes in a terrible rush,
And your self esteem is hanging by a thread.

CHORUS: Well, I done there, been that, many a time
With one swell foop, I butchered my line.
A miscalulation, a tip of the slung,
Man oh man, is my hoose gung!
People grin and start to smirk,
I feel just like a jupid sterk.
Ignore me, please, and bet me lee,
Just let me die dith wignity.
Well, if you get your tang tungled,
Just poll with the runches, and don't you tet upgight.

2. I was giving advice to a lovesick friend,
Everything was fine, 'til I got to the end
Of a lecture filled with wisdom, quips and hints.
I was finishing off, my point to press,
When out of my lips there dribbled this mess:
"You've gotta fiss a lot of krogs, before you pind your frince!" CHORUS

3. Over the years, I've pulled some beauts,
Like telling my husband to leave on his boots,
"Cause I didn't like to smell his finky steet.
Or the time I got pulled over, and I was aghast
I said; "Occifer, was I driving foo tast?"
He just smiled and said I'd made his day complete. CHORUS