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Pappy the Khaki sweatband
Bowed goat barnyard
That he noticed, the old fart was smart
The old cloth Madonna

to the fiddle 'n saw
He ran behind the knoll
'N' on his wooden fishhead
The mouth 'n' snapped
All the bees back to the

Momma was 'n' lard
With her red rollin' pin
When the broke the window
Rubber eye 'n' precisely detailed
Airholes from which breath come
Is now closely fit with the chatter of the old fart

An of observations took place
licked her lips like a cat
Pecked the ground a rooster
Pivoted a duck

Her stockings down dust 'n' doughballs
She cracked her mouth glaze, caught one
Rubbed her hands on her gorgeous
Her hands sticky metal intricate latchwork
Open to the room, uh, cold mixed with bologna

Rubber bands crumpled wax bonnets
Fat goose legs 'n' special
by the warmth of the room
The old fart smelled through his important breather holes

Cleverly he dialed from within the outside we observed
That the nose of the wooden
Where the holes had just a moment ago

Was now amazingly blended camouflaged in
With the very intricate rainbow replica
The old inside was now breathin' freely
From his perfume atomizer air bulb invention

His excited eyes within the dark interior glazed
Watered in appreciation of his cleveration
Uh man, it's so