She’ll burst you double
And then in triplicate, which
Kinda makes no sense.
Kinda makes no sense
Alanis Morrisette’s song
no irony there!
No irony there;
He was on The Walking Dead,
Now he’s zombie brunch
Now he’s Zombie Brunch,
Two-fisted, shotgun-totin’
Harley-ridin’ fool!
Harley-ridin’ fool:
Harley doesn’t get her off;
She goes back for more!
She goes back for more
But! BMW, though,
Is the best bike made
“Is the best bike made
Available for purchase?”
She asked the sales clerk.
She asked the sales clerk,
“How can you be out of milk?”
“The cows are on strike.”
The cows are on strike,
And the cat’s in the cradle
And the silver spoon.
And the silver spoon
ran away with the dish, so
we have no flatware.
We have no flatware
Dishes the worst brunch ever
And now we’re all forked
And now we’re all forked.
I just hate euphemisms.
And now let’s all…spoon.
And now let’s all spoon,
But having seen the Matrix,
No, There Is No Spooooon!
No, there is no spooooon!
Heck, no forks or knives, eitheeeerrrrr!
Speaking slow for yoooooooooou!
Speaking slow for yoooooooooou!
Why? I grok you. After all,
I’m a coyote.
I’m a coyote,
And someday that Roadrunner
Is going to pay.
Is going to pay
And leave a generous tip.
He’s learned from those threads!
He’s learned from those threads.
I wish I could say as much
For the rest of us…
For the rest of us:
A holiday miracle
It’s called Festivus.
It’s called Festivus.
It’s some time after Easter,
which comes after Lent.