When Marcie Moe the reindeer, Went swimming at the beach, The other swimmers filled with fear, A little kid let out a screech, For Marcie Moe the reindeer, Looked like a lake monster of yore, And, all the swimmers ran for high ground, As Marcie came ashore, Now, Marcie Moe the reindeer, Stood dumbfounded, alone on the sand, Then, a helicopter came and chased Marcie away, And, from the beach Marcie was banned.
I went up North to celebrate the 4th of July,
I lay out on the beach and that’s where I lie,
But, the bugs are getting bad,
They bite often, it’s sad,
Now, my skin is burning, smells like a hamburger fry.