WOW!



Lets assemble as a team of interrogators.
They'll snap in seconds.

 

Sneaky Sam

Boys and girls take warning, "If you go near Barks house,
Keep your eyes wide open and look for a evil mouse"
Now maybe you won't hear him and maybe you won't see
But he'll sneak up behind you and on the floor he'll pee

And then Sam the Shrew goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
Sam the Shrew goes dancin', a-gigglin' and a-kissin'
I don't like old Sammy, he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it makes him have to pee
Sam the Shrew goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
Sam the Shrew goes dancin', a-gigglin' and a-kissin'
I don't like old Sammy, he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it makes him have to pee
Well, Sam the Shrew drinks root beer and he just makes Bark sick
When he is not dancin', he's pooping around real thick
Now, he doesn't have any bathroom nor anything else to do
And while we are not lookin', he's filling the house with poo

Sam the Shrew goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
Sam the Shrew goes dancin', a-gigglin' and a-kissin'
I don't like old Sammy, he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it makes him have to pee

 

What the heck was that??

 

I am wondering the same thing......you reckon he has been smoking that stuff that makes em see their ancestors and stuff?

 

I'm surprised at you boys .....
Tom T Hall. " Sneaky Snake"


The shrew version

 

As I have been away a while,
the antics of Sam do make me smile,
to hear the tales and stories and such,
I didn't know there could be so much.

But now comes a fellow with visions of fear,
he makes old Sam sound like a rabid deer,
or maybe a nightmare, like the Elm Street stuff,
now do fear Sam because he is so tough.

But is it truth the Cougar does tell,
could Sam be reincarnated from an abandoned well,
could Chris be right that he is sneaky and mean,
or just a little mouse that can hardly be seen.

The truth is Sam is as mean as they come,
especially when smoking the pellets from his bum,
he looks like a monster teeth gnashing about,
fear runs a muck as Sam is so stout.

But fear not my pretties a hero is near,
a meteorite enumerator that hasn't a fear,
he rides a white throne he stole from another,
it's loaded with match sticks and an old feather duster.

Countless quills he has on his ride,
sharp needle like objects that poke his back side,
like the Pied Piper a secret weapon he has
not a flute but a dance and a bad case of gas.

Armed to the teeth into the valley he goes,
prepared to do battle with his valiant foe,
but Sam is so cunning he sets a great trap,
as our hero closes in Sam lets loose with shrew crap.

Our hero slips and his feet start to travel,
dancing about like he's standing on hot gravel,
the tenderfoot dance catches Sam unaware,
and suddenly Sam wishes he was not there.

He darts for the safety of a hole in the wall,
he knows he can make it since he is so small,
so why did the fear grip our hero so tight,
why did he dance when he came there to fight.

 

Wow Rick, very nice!

 

It is really good. Both upbeat and downbeat, Part death, part humor, part darkness and a really good example of why people should not mix recreational drugs.

 

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This is why I don't need to view this thread when I'm tired. For some reason the combination makes me want to write.

 

all these songs are now corrupted.....

sending the mew who can out chew the shrew....

did rick woo his bride with such poetry?

 

Yes Sam is a demon,
Of that there's no doubt,
Eyes glowing red as he scurries about

He posses barks home,
As demons are prone to do,
And tortures Barks soul
With burning shrew-doo

And his antics while comic
Have motives quite dark
His goals are uncertain,
But sleep lightly Bark!!

 

Actually..... I sang to her during the ceramony and it was quite a surprise! Only the pastor and I knew it was going to happen. I sounded so bad my buddies were snickering. I looked into her eyes, my mind went blank, I forgot the words and had to start over. I must have been out of my mind but she loved it and that's all that matters.

 

For those that don't know...Rick is a back-up singer.......every time he steps up to a mic to sing, people start hollering "BACK UP!"

 

Hey Arthur, kiss my grits!

(On edit; I was giggling so the wife wanted to know what was so funny, so I explained. She's had her jollies now as well.)

 

Who would've thunk it, that a mischievous shrew's doo would fertilize such a crop of bards as this.