Here’s something to challenge Dopers’ creativity: write a song parody that makes a play on the name of the song.
O Danielle, she thought her buns too tiny,
So sent to London, got a plastic pair.
She waxed the floor, then slipped and lost her balance
And fell upon her London derriere.
Should auld equations be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Put opposite o’er hypoteneuse
for all angles’ sine
(I’m going to put the “punchlnie” in spoiler boxes, in case anyone wants to guess what it is)
Our entire planet has just one stop
An enormous complex at which we shop
Where you can’t buy a horse
Just a donkey, of course!
It’s ass mall world after all