BAD DADDY AND THE PSYCHIC

I went to the local psychic, and what did she say?

She said to move my family, far across the bay,

I did just what she said,

My family has fled,

Then I moved in with the psychic, and that's where I stay.

THE JOY OF BEING SNEAKY

Being smart or having looks that stun,
Is for the dullards and the geeky,
The greatest minds will gain their fun,
From the joy of being sneaky,

When you suffer from a business gone bad,
You will whimper and blame it on luck,
When a deal with a sneak is what you had,
Because the sneak could make a fast buck,

When a girl you like avoids you everyday,
You blame hygiene or the atire you wear,
When it was the sneak, who made his home play,
When he told her your wife just might care,

A sneak is rich, loved; you know the type,
A sneak knows what to do and to say,
 Being good and honest is just a great hype,
Invented by the sneaky they say.