Song Challenge! Part 29

Subject: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 20 Jun 00 - 07:04 PM

Here's the 'beastie bliss' as promised. This challenge idea was suggested by our own dear Bert. Go for it, Challenge!rs!!!

-- Áine

************************************** Vienna, May 9 - The illegal stowaway arrived in the Czech Republic with a nasty hangover and was apprehended by the authorities - but not without a fight. But instead of being sent back on the first ship out, he's become a star.

Meet Vaclav, the raccoon who survived for weeks on beer and dog food.

"He was one lucky raccoon," says Vladimir Thichor, head of the animal clinic in Pardubice. "If that consignment of beer had not been on board, he would not have lasted three days."

Vaclav - named by Czechs with a wink at their ex-dissident President Vaclav Havel, another great survivor - traveled in a container all the way from Canada to the East Bohemian town of Pardubice, deep in the provinces. He probably crept in for a free meal when the container was being loaded in Toronto. But when the door closed, he was trapped for more than three weeks.

Vaclav tore into the packs of dry dog-food, then looked for something to quench his thirst. Something told him to sink his sharp teeth into a six pack, and from that moment on, Vaclav was one happy puppy. So to speak.

As a result, when the container was opened, Vaclav did not want to come out: he had found beastie bliss. Two policemen specially trained in the capture of vicious animals were called in. Clad in protective suits and armed with gladiator nets, the team spent two hours trapping the rancorous raccoon, who fought them tooth and claw all the way to his allotted cage.

There, he sulked in a corner and slept it off, suffering the raccoon equivalent of cold turkey. Nor was he charmed when he was given a bath to wash the beer residue out of his matted coat.

Vaclav is now the darling of the Czech media. The Pardubice animal clinic's phone has been jammed with calls offering him a home. Director Thichor, however, was not moved by the outpouring of sentiment. "A raccoon is not a family pet," he said. "Vaclav will go to a zoo where everyone can come and see him - and where we will try to find him a mate."

Now if he could just get a television and a six pack ...

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Bradypus
Date: 20 Jun 00 - 07:24 PM

Just an attempt to get in first this time ...

Beastie Bliss
What joy is this
Dog food and a six-pack
Just let me be
And you will see
A Raccoon who doesn't hold back

Farewell, old land
I could not stand
The ban you put on smelling
I just checked out
And there's no doubt
My story I'll be telling

I like dog food
The beer was good
It didn't make my voice squeak
And when I came
I found a game
Two hours playing hide and seek

Protective suits
Gladiator nets
They couldn't catch me, no fear
If they'd been smart
And used some art -
And set a trap with some fresh beer!

I'm bathed and clean
On TV screen
The Czechs did all adore me
What a to-do
I'm in the zoo
I hope it doesn't bore me!

If I'm fed up
This clever pup
Will slip away, be frisky
And find a crate
At check-out gate
With chocolate and whisky!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 20 Jun 00 - 10:13 PM

Ooohhh, aren't you the clever pup, dear Bradypus? A fantastic entry to get things off on the right paw! I love it!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 20 Jun 00 - 11:58 PM

To the tune Blow Boys Blow (Congo River)

Well Vaclav going down the Saint Lawrence river
Blow Boys Blow
Where the Beer and food made the Raccoon shiver
Blow me bully boys blow

Container ships are mighty cold
Blow Boys Blow Blow me bully boys blow

What do you think he had for dinners
Blow Boys Blow
Well dry beef hearts and horses livers
Blow me bully boys blow

Stuck in the hold the poor little nipper
Blow Boys Blow
With no relief from the crew or skipper
Blow me bully boys blow

Got arrested by police rat catchers
Blow Boys Blow
And thrown in a zoo by Czech directors
Blow me bully boys blow.

Got many tales to tell his children
Blow Boys Blow
Bout sailing and boozin across the ocean
Blow me bully boys blow

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 20 Jun 00 - 11:59 PM

Sorry bout the editing lost a line there mates

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 10:27 AM

What a great song to wake up and find in the Challenge!, Dave(tam)!! I especially like the dry beef hearts and horses livers line. I do hope that you'll be giving us the missing line soon. Well done (as usual)!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 10:39 AM

Shall we use the Euro pronunciation, Vahss-wahhff? Or the Canadian (shudder)?

And would his native language be French????

The mind reels at the possibilities.

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 10:48 AM

Hello there dear Praise!! You can call him whatever you like, just don't call him late for dinner and drinks . . . hehehe . . . couldn't help myself . . .

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Mbo
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 10:48 AM

Mine is coming along, but still not complete yet...

--Mbo

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 11:10 AM

Insert= That Molsons brew will make him bold

Sorry for the delay Admiral Aine Ma'am.. Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 11:39 AM

Where is me tree?
Me noggin, noggin tree?
It's all gone ta beer and dry dog food!
Well, I stepped into a crate
Now my head it surely aches
And across the eastern ocean I have traveled!

Where is me woods?
Me noggin noggin woods?
It's all gone ta beer and dry dog food!
If I'd listen'd to Peter T.
I'd still be in the greenery
But across the eastern ocean I have traveled!

Why are there nets?
Metal flying nets
It's all due to beer and dry dog food!
Well I fought for hours two,
But now I'm going to the zoo
Far across the eastern ocean where I've traveled!

Where is a mate?
A mask-ed raccoon mate
I've got the BEER and dry dog food!
Guys, this really is the life!
(If I could get meself a wife)
And across the eastern ocean I have traveled!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 11:44 AM

Now that's a 'wandering rover' song, if there ever was one, dear MMario! Wunnerful, wunnerful, wunnerful ... there's a tune running in my own head to this, but tell me did you have one in mind for it? And I'd love to hear you sing this...

-- Áine

(P.S. You'll be glad to know that I've got the "Additions to the Mudcat Songbook" threads straightened out at last, hehehe)

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 11:48 AM

Aine,

OK, but everyone knew him as Nancy.

Apparently the stupid jokes function returns before the songwriting function comes back online.

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:00 PM

"All for me Grog" is the tune, also known as "Beer and Tobacco" and probably half a dozen other names. title is:

pleasedon'thitme

CZECH!MATE

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:06 PM

Dear Praise,

Well, you've got the title (But Everyone Knew Him As Nancy), so go forth and write the song!!

Dear MMario,

Don't recognize the titles you gave, but since I was able to sing through your song the first go 'round, I must know it. I really, really like it -- so, we'll be hearing this one on the Mudcat Radio real soon, right??

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:10 PM

Naw, just a glimmer, of Rocky Raccoon, parodized as Vaclaw Raccoon, and no brain cells coming to rescue it (the idea; me). Anyone is welcome to hop on the idea and write it.

What is needed is a collaborateur! Why do we not team up on these more often? Think of it-- a team of Catters could get togther and write together under a whole new pseudonym!

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:35 PM

OK, OK, OK. Do the Beatles count as trad???

Vaclaw Raccoon (with apologies to Lennon/McCartney)

Now somewhere in the wild backstreets of Toronto
There lived a young stud named Vaclaw Raccoon
And one day his raccoonness ran off with another guy
Hit young Vaclaw in the eye (Vaclaw didn't like that)
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked to the wharf
Thought he'd book himself passage on their Love Boat....

Vaclaw Raccoon checked into his stateroom
Only to find Gideon's kibbles.
Vaclaw had come equipped with a gun
To shoot up the kegs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.
Now she and her man (who called himself Dan)
Were in the next crate at the stow-down.
Vaclaw burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown.
But Daniel was hot--he drew first and shot
And Vaclaw collapsed in the corner.

Now Vladimir said "Here, what you did was drink too much beer!
And snagged his prisoner from under the table.
He said, "Vaclaw, you met your match."
And Vaclaw said, "Vlad, it's only a scratch--
And I'll be better (I'll be better Vlad) as soon as I am able!"

Now Vaclaw Raccoon he kicks back in the zoo
Only will eat Gideon's kibbles
Gideon skipped out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Vaclaw's revival.

And may God have mercy on us all.

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:39 PM

Now THAT'S a parody!! Whooo-whooo -- It's the Praise Train coming through -- Wunnerful, wunnerful, AND wunnerful again -- I knew you could do it, girlfriend!! Yes ma'am -- now, admit it, don't you feel better?? *BG*

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:46 PM

No! I feel quite brain dead and slimy! But LOL! Gotta start somewhar!

~s~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 12:47 PM

See what I mean? Extremely low brain function-- that SHOULD read, "SumDamn'Wharr"!!!

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 01:57 PM

but praise -- one SHOULD feel brain-dead and slimy after finishing a successful parody! Which means you done good!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 02:51 PM

Well, we can't have Praise being the only one of us feelin' brain dead and slimy, now can we??? [Note of Explanation: "Nutros" are my doggie's favorite snack biscuit. And for you Gilligan aficionados, the verse that begins with "A brave racoon..." corresponds with the original verse in which the characters are named, explaining the obvious variance in scansion.]

Beastie Bliss (or The Tale of Jean Four Feet)
(Tune: The Theme to Gilligan's Island)

This is a tale 'bout a little chap, who took a fateful ride,
A true Canuck from paws to mask, his nature could not hide.

Toronto was his native home, but due to luck or fate,
While sniffing out a tasty snack, he left leaving far too late,
He left leaving far too late.

When the ship it took to sea, Jean's tum began to growl,
He sniffed out Nutros, but no drink, and Jean began to howl,
And Jean began to howl.

A brave racoon, our Jean kept sniffin' the container up and down,
And found some beer, with poptop lids,
Molson Gold, what a find,
'Twas beastie bliss, to feast like this,
A treasure he had found!

On reaching a far eastern shore, they forced Jean from his nest,
With darts and shouts and nets of steel, poor Jean could get no rest.

The first mate and his skipper too, shed tears at Jean's dire fate,
Off to a zoo, they waved farewell, promising to find his mate.

Renamed Vaclav, our Jean is now the star of the Czech press,
He loves the fuss, free beer and food, yet longs for his wife, Tess.

Beware ye critters with four paws, where ye seek your 'beastie bliss',
With a bloated tum, but no other fun, I'd give this trip a miss!

(Loudly, with a big showtime finish --)
With a bloated tum, but no other fun, I'd give this trip a miss!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 02:57 PM

Now why can't I come up with something like that *grumble*

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 04:28 PM

Here, Mmario, have some slime. It's on me.

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 04:59 PM

Well, Aine, the thing is, whatever is sung to the tune from Gilligan's should also work to the tune for Amazing Grace, and also House of the Rising Sun. So you score a triple there-- plus, it's GOOD. Oh, and O Little Town of Bethlehem, so quadruple song score!!!

Crap! Guess that means you win!

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 05:14 PM

Merci beaucoup, cher! Now, Praise -- Everyone's A Winner In The Song Challenge! *BG*

And MMario -- you just quit yer grumblin' there boy-o -- you are one of the Great Ones of the SONG CHALLENGE! threads...yea verily, though I walk through the dreck of my own parodies, I shall lift mine eyes to the hills of MMario for inspiration and a good giggle...So there!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Bradypus
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 07:44 PM

Dave, MMario - a couple of good, rousing singalong songs there. MMario - no need to duck when you've got a good pun - stand up and be proud of it! (besides, you saved me from doing it!

Praise - don't worry about the Beetles - they're just as traditional as some of the other tunes we've used in past challenges. If it works (and it does!) squeeze it in - no-one has complained yet.

Aine - back on song, I see.

Here's my second attempt :

The Wild Racoon

I've been a wild racoon for many a year
In Canada's land I have ranged far and near
From the snows of the north to the mountains out west
And all round Toronto, the place I love best

Chorus

And it's Oh, Yes, Ever
Ever more will I roam
I will see the world over
And always come home

To seek out adventure, and try a new life
And maybe, perhaps, even find me a wife
I went down to the docks at the close of the day
And found a container to stow me away

To be a wild rover, you've got to be smart
And sometimes it's best to let head rule the heart
I chose a container with food fit to eat
And beer fit for drinking, to make time pass sweet

The weeks of the journey were pleasant, though long
With dog food and beer, I sang many a song
I spent the whole journey in pure beastie bliss
Though others would say that I'd been on the …

The container was opened, the daylight streamed in
And then I tried hard my old freedom to win
They sought me with nets for an hour or two
And because I was drunk I just couldn't slip through

They caught me and caged me, I thought things were bad
They bathed me, and brushed me, I felt quite a lad
They told my whole story; I'm grinning with glee
My fame's now assured, for I've been on TV

Alas for this rover – I'm now in a zoo
And things have looked bad for the past week or two
But things can get better, as often in life
I've just heard the news that they've found me a wife

I'll hug her and squeeze her, and hope that we click
But if things don't work out, I hope her skin's thick
If zoo life gets boring, married life gets a chore
I'll off and I'll play the wild rover once more

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 21 Jun 00 - 08:32 PM

Great stuff, Bradypus!! We've got a string of winners going here -- let's go Challenge!rs!!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Kelida
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 12:10 AM

Wow! Nothing like a Wild Rover Parody to brighten my early morning. Great stuff Bradypus.

Praise--As much as I feel that Beatles parodies are something like sacrilege, that was a good one. Definitely lovin' it. And they COULD be like folk--in a way. . .sort of. . .

I'm always in such complete awe of all the wonderful songwriters here. I feel so inadequate--but I'm going to write a song anyway! (later on of course--not at midnight--i's just to late)

Peace--Keli

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 09:17 AM

Bradypus, I bow thrice in your direction. Brilliant!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 09:23 AM

Dear Kelida,

Can't wait to see what you come up with! Hope you got some sleep last night . . . I was up late enjoying the Mudcat Radio marathon -- what a show! Is this place great, or what?

-- Áine (yawning this morning, but with a great big smile on her face)

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 01:06 PM

NOW I feel better! So many good songs!

~S~

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Mbo
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 03:23 PM

Here y'are...

Oh What a Shame!
Well I thought I smelled food, so I ran past the dude
Who was loading stuff in the hold
And a big metal box sitting there on the docks
Was the source, so my raccoon nose told
But when I got inside, the giant door on the side
Was closed and locked on me
And I thought "Just my luck, for I'm a raccoon Canuck
ith no way to get myself free!"

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! Wish I was in my tree again!

So I started to shake and a fit did I take
And I thought what can I do now?
But I'm a nocturnal guy, and soon my eyes they did spy
Stacks of Purina puppy chow
So with claws sharp as knives, I tore in, and surprise
I found some tasty fare
So as I crunched on the snack, like an addict on crack
I wished somehow I could wash it all down

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! Wish I had a gurgling creek again!

"It's all over and done" I thought my race has been run
Cause my throat was as parched as sand
And to have myself die from a throat that was dry
Was the worst injustice in the land
But then God answered my plea, cause I felt something hit me
Yeah, it knocked me right on the head
And I smiled with love, for what had fell from abovel
It was a can of Killian's Red!

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! But that beer took away the pain!

So with the pallets of beer, I then made richt guid cheer
I was living just like a king
And to hang out in my pad, just like a furry Jack-the-Lad
Well, it seemed like the greatest thing
Yeah it was mighty high style, and better all the while
Than even wild and woolly racoon sex
But I heard voices outside and the big door opened wide
Now I'm in the homeland of the Czechs!!

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! They looked at me like I was insane!

Well I fought tooth and nail, but eventually failed
When they tried to haul me out
There was nought I could do, I ended up in this zoo
With no beer & Chow, which makes me pout
And now they call me "Vaclav" just like I'm some sort of Slav
Instead of "Bob" where I used to roam
And the phones ring all day, from carzy people who say:
"Oh, we want to take you home!"

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! I wish I was in my crate again!!!!

Doo waa doo, wa wa wa wa
Doo doo waaaaaaaa

Oh what a shame! Oh what a shame!
Oh what a shame! I wish I was in my crate again!!!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 03:29 PM

*applause*

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 03:39 PM

Bravo, Mbo!! Your little ditty filled me with "richt guid cheer", I must say. *BG* Another great one for the Winners page!!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Mbo
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 03:53 PM

Thanks, but I made some spelling & html fudges in there...blame it on my excitement to put it up! It's parody of Roy Wood's "Oh What a Shame!" BTW, which is slightly worse than parodying a Beatles song, but still belong parodying ELO...

--Mbo

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Bradypus
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 06:46 PM

Nice one, Mbo. Rhyming 'sex' and 'czechs' really appeals, and leaves me wishing I'd thought of that one.

Praise - I forgot to mention - I actually did a Beatles parody in Challenge 18, and got away with it!

Bradypus

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Amergin
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 07:49 PM

Well here I go. Not nearly as good as the others. But oh well.

Many Raccoons of Twenty

Chorus:
Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye
They left the forests and the glens
The campers and the garbage cans
I heard the cries of every little beast
Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye

I went walking across the land me boys
Wandered far away me boys
Left me pack and den far behind
I'll never forget that day
When the big ship sailed away
Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye

Chorus:

I was walking in the cargo hold
Looking for something cold
When I stumbled on a six pack
I left Canada ever more
And sailed of to a foreign shore
Why must raccoons of twenty say goodbye

Chorus:

I ate dogfood and drank some beer
As the coastline slowly disappeared
Knowing that I will never return
I lived happy and drunkenly
During the trip across the sea
Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye

Chorus:

Now I live locked behind a cage
Brain filled with silent rage
Living like a common prisoner
I remember the days when life was gay
When we would just sing and play
Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye

Many raccoons of twenty said goodbye......

Amergin

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 08:29 PM

Dear Amergin,

I quote you, "Not nearly as good as the others" -- Well, all I've got to say to that is PUSHAH!! Lovely, lovely, job, dear Amergin. Count yourself among the Greats, please.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Amergin
Date: 22 Jun 00 - 10:05 PM

*Blush* thanks, Aine...

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Amergin
Date: 23 Jun 00 - 01:43 PM

refresh

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: SINSULL
Date: 23 Jun 00 - 01:54 PM

Amergin - brought back sad memories of gnomes in a similar situation! Very good.

Mbo - raccoon Canuck??!!! Doo wah doo wah. Loved it.

Needed a laugh today. Thanks.

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 10:45 AM

Well, since you all have had a few days to work on your Challenge! songs during the Great Summer Crash -- how's about we see a couple more here before we move on to the next Challenge!??

-- Áine

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 11:23 AM

Oh give me a home
Where the Raccoons don't roam
To Europe when they wish to play
Where seldom is heard
A phrase that's absurd
And we all get the MudCat Cafe!

Home, Home isn't strange
So why won't the Raccoons stay?
Do they dislike our Ale?
or is their life just that stale
That they have to r...un away?

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 11:49 AM

Snork!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Dharmabum
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 06:09 PM

Been pretty busy lately, but here's my late entry.

HUNGOVER ROVER

{sung to, I'm lookin over a 4 leaf clover}

I'm a raccoon rover,

With a bad hangover,

From too much kibbles & beer,

I just stopped in,

Last nite for a snack,

Now it looks like,

I'll never get back,

I'm a raccoon rover,

With a bad hangover,

From too much kibbles & beer,

I woke up this mornin,

My fur was all wet,

Now they're comin at me,

With a great big net,

I'm a rancorous rover,

Who's rovin days are over,

Because of too much,

Kibbles & beer.

Ron.

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: wysiwyg
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 06:15 PM

!!!!!!!

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Bradypus
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 06:36 PM

Good one, Ron.

Bradypus

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Áine
Date: 26 Jun 00 - 10:23 PM

Alrighty then! Congrats, cudos and a great big thanks to everyone for their 'beastie bliss' entries. Another wunnerful, wunnerful, job by my darlin' Challenge!rs. Here are the 'results' of the Challenge! -- and stay tuned folks, for in the morning I've got a real "wake up" call for ya! (hehehehe):

Winners of the Golden Cow Chip Award with Shamrock:
Beastie Bliss by Bradypus
Dry Beef Hearts And Horse's Livers by Dave (the ancient mariner)
Home, Home Isn't Strange by MMario
Vaclaw Raccoon by Praise

Winners of the Golden Cow Chip Award with Harp Ribbon:
CZECH!MATE (or Where Is Me Tree?) by MMario
Hungover Rover by Dharmabum
Many Raccoons of Twenty by Amergin
Oh What A Shame! by Mbo
The Wild Raccoon by Bradypus

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Jack the Sailor
Date: 30 Aug 01 - 02:28 PM

THe Beer went well (THE LAST FAREWELL)
- Words: R. A. Prankster, Music: Roger Whittaker, 1971 There's a ship thats being loaded in the harbour
To the Czech Republic she will steer
A container on this cargo ship is filled with
Some doggie chow and Molson Export beer
A racoon will stow aboard that ship tomorrow
With a tummy full of beer as they set sail

For beer is wonderful, and racoons seem to like it
Yes critters really like a drink of ale
For beer is wonderful, and racoons seem to like it
Yes critters really like a drink of ale
I hear they have beer at the destination
And the taste of beer I know so very well
Vaclav Racoon will enjoy intoxication
but very soon his matted coat will smell

Though zoo officials gather all around him
with the dog food torn apart accoss the floor
He shall smell again the fragrance of a lager
And when he smells it he will beg for more
No more will he see Toronto Island
Now more to drink the Sleeman's creamy ale

For he's in Europe now, And racoons are so rare there
people come to see his bushy tail
For he's in Europe now, And racoons are so rare there
people come to see his bushy tail

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: MMario
Date: 30 Aug 01 - 03:27 PM

oh - I really think we DO need to do a "Song Challenge!" Singaround at FSGW getaway weekend....but if they put it on the schedule I'll have to work on my phrasing...I can just hear and the taste of beer I know so very well floating out across the dusky evening...

Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 29
From: Aidan Crossey
Date: 03 Sep 01 - 06:32 AM

To the tune of "The Jug Of Punch"
One pleasant evening in the month of May
I was on my rambles, down Toronto way
To scavenge scraps of the humans' waste
An enticing smell made me up my pace
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
To scavenge scraps of the humans' waste
An enticing smell made me up my pace

No airline food on this cargo crate
But dry dog food, being flown as freight
So I checked in for my long-haul flight
Eating doggie biscuits at cruising height
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
So I checked in for my long-haul flight
Eating doggie biscuits at cruising height

But on arrival, my trip went sour
I sat on board several weary hours
Until it dawned, and my blood ran cold,
I was a prisoner inside the hold
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Until it dawned, and my blood ran cold,
I was a prisoner inside the hold

To ease my panic, I then took stock
I was caught between a hard place and a rock
I had food enough to cause no sweat
But I sorely lacked the stuff that's wet
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
I had food enough to cause no sweat
But I sorely lacked the stuff that's wet

And then kind Providence took a hand
As I chewed distractedly on a can
My teeth did rupture, out flowed a pool
Of a liquid brew that was golden cool
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
My teeth did rupture, out flowed a pool
Of a liquid brew that was golden cool

It eased my thirst and it eased my mind
I sang and danced, left my cares behind
I guzzled on until I was drunk
As my fellow mammal, the smelly skunk
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
I guzzled on until I was drunk
As my fellow mammal, the smelly skunk

And as I languish in Praha zoo
I pray each night for my rescue
Someone to take me away from here
To feed me biscuits and serve me beer
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Tooralooraloo, tooralooraloo
Someone to take me away from here
To feed me biscuits and serve me beer