I went out to use my snow thrower, But, something was wrong with the blower, Then, my snow shovel broke, And, my old car wouldn’t choke, To work I’ll hire someone to tow her. I got to work when it snows, Or, my future will get a hose, I'll be fired late today, When the boss calls in his say, From Hawaii where, he warms his toes.
Wendell was a wild weird wart, With whopping wicked ways, He cried over each labor cost report, And, rewarded workers with false praise. And, if workers asked for a raise, Wendell would really weep, Then, he’d replace those workers Ono, dos, tress, Well, Wendell was a creep.