TWO MILLION DOLLARS: TWO CLOCKS AND ONE DOG

I painted a picture of two old clocks and one dog,

It was quite a bit off, because I had too much grog,

In fact, the dog looked like ma,

The clocks like pa and grandpa,

It sold for two million, I call the painting, "Grog Fog".

PAINT THE WEASEL AND DIE

I went out to Little Twin Lake, to find me a sabre tooth weasel.

I wanted to paint his picture on a canvass, held by an easel.

Found the weasel, and he got uptight,

Gave me a sabre tooth weasel bite,

I crawled to the road; stoped a semi-truck, which ran on stinky diesel.

AMY PAINTED THE FLOOR

Amy painted the wood floor,

To color it like the door,

She painted it blue,

Then it looked brand new,

Her mommy got really sore.

THE FRAMING OF THE SHREW

I painted a picture of a little tiny shrew,

I did not have a frame, so that day I had to rue,

So, I built a frame myself,

Used the wood from an old shelf,

I still couldn't hang the picture, because I had no screw.