SOmetimes we encounter other life forms, and when we do, we sometimes have to reconsider our values. This is such a story.
Mousie
(t.m.Enzo)
Lively blues shuffle to the tune of PArchman Farm. if you don't know that song, then think LaGrange without the loud parts. ZZ Top won't mind if you do. Harmonica accompaniment.
Hear dat mousie gnawin' in my trash.
I'll get dat mousie, he won't last.
I'll catch dat mousie in no time,
Pretty soon his tail be mine.
Empty my trash into a sack.
Halfa tub inna bag, haul it out back.
No more gnawin' Taco Bell.
Trash can is yo death row cell.
...mm hmm
Trash all gone, mousie exposed.
He was king of the heap, but now he deposed.
Mouse runnin' round where I can see.
Now it's down to just him and me.
...oh yeah
So I took ole mousie in the big trash can,
Took him outside to the promised land.
Mousie'd made a big mistaker,
Send him off to meet his maker.
Some things in life might make you bitter,
But I just couldn't hurt dat critter.
I dumped him in the avenue.
Watched him as he ran from view
...all away across the street
...mm hmm, never made no U-turn
...ate a fortune cookie said "This is your...
...lucky day"
...aw haw haw
(fade)
Mousie
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by Lance » Tue May 23, 2006 12:39 pm
I probably couldn't have hurt him either...
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by teri tait » Wed May 24, 2006 3:57 am
Cute little mousie, run be free!!
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But...In your hands you hold a torch for many eyes to see, So hold it high that they may light their candlewicks from thee.
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