This is a comedic collection cartoon calamity
Shlammity crammity concoction of the highest order.
I’m zoomin’ by with my feathers blue and red,
And if you don’t like it, well, just slide right back in bed
On this fine Saturday mornin’, ‘cause I’m stormin’
With my horn and tuba, just schlug back this
Joltin’ jug of juice, my razor sharp brew,
Gonna vamoose your caboose like a loose moose from a noose.
Hey, hey, hey, Boo-Boo have we got a show for you.
Why don’t you just step in, get a grin
In my veritable production factory of funk?
Don’t debunk my redhead, spunky smile,
‘Cause I’m comin’ atcha with my goofy style,
Wile-E-Coyote, crazy, speed machine of
Jocular jocundity. I gotcha by the jugular profundity
Of it all. I can hear your heartbeat stall…
As I slam that ball through the hoop de doop,
Loop de loop 360 windmill jam. Ham it up, you plucky,
Lucky bird. I’m racin’ at supersonic prose, wordy
Absurdity, got rid of my nerdity. Hugga hoo hoo
Hoogaloo steppin’ in terdity. What you gonna do to me?
I’m servin’ deservin’ guests feasts of fuzzy,
Fat, family fun. Trippin’ through pink daisies
Under the disco summer sun. We’ve just begun to run
This eternal looney course. So saddle up your Acme rocket horse
And come catch me if you can.
I already ate your birdseed plan, brother man.
Meep Meep! Plunka plunka plunka, beeeaarooww!