“Now, then, to the tune of ‘I bathe my Cheerios in brine’,” Tom piccoloed.
“And play it molto vivo!” Tom said expressively
“We can put up the target on the side of the barn,” Tom said broadly
"Let’s follow with ‘Scotland the Brave’, " Tom piped.
“Well, heck, get out the whole orchestra and we’ll play ‘The Wheaties Overture’, ‘I Lost All My Lucky Charms’ and ‘The All Bran Nocturne’,” Tom said serially.
“Some prefer ‘The Flowers of the Forest’,” Tom droned.
“How about ‘The Ballad of Jaymac’?” asked Tom with a faux Scots accent.
"You’re holding the notes too long, " Tom quavered.
“WhendoIgettobreathinthispassage?,” Tom hemidemisemiquavered.
“Go kiss a mule!” Tom and his relatives said, clannishly.
Kisamul Castle - actually pronounced Kiss-a-muhl
“If we sit up in this tree we’ll be safe from the grizzlies,” said Tom overbearingly.
“Yes. I pushed her out without a parachute” explained Tom ruthlessly.
“She’ll get better if she squeezes into this box” contorted Tom obscurely.
“I’d have died if I hadn’t landed in that haystack,” said Ruth softly.
“I feel the need to orgasm”, Tom said compulsively.
“Who’s that trip-trapping across my bridge?”, asked “Tom”, trolling.
“I’d tap that,” Tom said lustily.
“I used to deliver the mail,” Tom expostulated.
“That’s what SHE said!” Tom remarked officiously.
“But she may be lying,” Tom said dubiously.