Little chicken in my backyard park, You escaped from farmer with the dark, You eat bugs and seeds in my petunia bed, You could be chicken nuggets covered with bread, Little chicken in my backyard park, Pecking bugs from the red pine bark, I hope your foods are really nutritious, For I think chicken is quite delicious.
I played golf and I ran out of green, 7 holes left but, no money machine, There'll be no caddy tip, My beer tab I must skip, I must sneak off of the golf course, unseen.
Pam tapped her black, shiny keyboard, as she typed tippy tap,
Pam sucked down a cola soda, as her earbuds boomed rap,
Pam worked in a law office.
For a lawyer named Crawfice,
Pam filled out legal documents, with fancy, wordy crap.
Derek the skunk liked his eggs in the morn, So, he went into the chicken coop where the eggs were born, Then the chickens got mad, And, treated poor Derek bad, So, Derek did breakfast, by eating field corn.
When I took my time machine back to the Old West,
I spilled a beer on Doc Holliday's new vest,
Now, he didn't say too much,
But, his bullet was hot to touch, "Call for a doctor", was my next request.
I make fried green tomatoes, Sometimes with fried potatoes, I slice them thick or thin, Different tastes for different kin, I dip them in the egg, I dip them in the flour, I turn on the stove, I crank up the power, When puffed up and golden browned, That’s the best taste I have found, There’s nothing better on Puget Sound, Than fried green tomatoes all around.
There's sharks in Grand Traverse Bay, Otherwise, it's a nice place to stay, But, the sharks always attack, Few swimmers come back, And, upfront at hotels you must pay.
Snookey the Shark lives in Grand Traverse Bay, She eats every swimmer that swims in her way, But, every Fourth of July, She eats every swimmer, oh my, Then, she burps for the rest of the day.
Johnny Ringneck was a pheasant, He was hunted by a peasant, Johnny dodged bird shot, Which he did quite a lot, But, Johnny lost some feathers in his crescent.