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A silly pome about nothing munch, really. |
IF I COULD BE A SAMWICH (Part One) If I could be a samwich I would be full o' baloney with cookie dough n' mayonnaise n' lotsa pepperoni If I could be a feathered fowl a chicken I would be (free-run of course) but never stray too close to KFC If I could be an astronaut I'd warp from here to Mars Once there, I'd build a candy store n' sell "EARTH" choc'late bars If I could be a body part well that one ain't no trubble A lady-boob is what I'd choose In fact, make that a dubble! If I could be a Captain I'd command the "ENTERPRISE"! "FIRE PHASERS, MISTER SULU!" (Send them BORG to their demise!) If I could be a Poplar tree I'd have a lotta fans n' folks would travel miles to see how poplar that I am If I could be a jelly bean Methinks I'd be a red one I'd rather not get ate, o' course cuz then I'd be a dead one! If I could be an octopus I'd live in sunken ships n' in the ghostly galley, I'd eat soggy fish n' chips If I could be your stomach I'd digest whate'er you supped But if you send down broccoli I'll puke it right back up! If I could be a pomer I would finish this pome now Then stand up from my keyboard So's to take one final bow (Thank you .. Thank you ..) The End |