Monday, February 09, 2009

Nursery Rhymes for the Post-Modern Era

I WISH I WAS A BANKER

I wish I was a banker,
I’d give it all I’ve got —
A two-car Cadillac garage,
An asphalt parking lot.

I’d fill my asphalt parking lot
With Fords and Oldsmobiles,
And I’d spend all my time inside —
Busy making deals.



APOCALYPSE

Flip, flod, the grocer’s shod.
The butcher has no meat.
My parlor pot is standing dry
And empty in the heat.



RAY WAS A MECHANIC
(a song)

Ray was a mechanic.
His brother was a manic.
He ran around the shop all day
And wouldn’t lay his wrenches down.

Chorus:

Wouldn’t lay his wrenches down,
He wouldn’t lay his wrenches down.
He ran around the shop all day
And wouldn’t lay his wrenches down.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Jacques Conejo said...

Sorry, I've been away for awhile, lost in the endless folds of my analytical OCD.

Nice to come back and see such a diverse collection of "stuff"!

Just wanted to say again - Thanks!

Jacques

9:15 PM  

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