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Hey, good old Woody, you're a chip off the block
I tried to come see you, but the gate has a lock
I'll squeeze thru the fence, become part of the flock
Although you're so easy, the point I don't knock
If I can't find you my teamates will mock
Not a bush or a cactus, you're a crate not a rock
Not desert or wildy, not forest or dock
I wrote down your clue and it's stored in my sock
Til next time old Woody, I'm watching the clock
Lady C (in this case, C stands for Cilly. Hey, poetic license)
I thought maybe Frosty, or Ice Cube, or Sleet
Snowball or Santa, Blizzard sounds neat
Someone misnamed you, this I do feel
Igor? The penguin? Hey, whats the deal?
Igor sighed deeply, he was cut to the bone
He'd weep in his pillow if he were alone
"Males have strong names" he said to the crowds
"No Daisys, no Rainbows, Petunias or Clouds"
He'd keep his name, he would, thank you ma'am
"They'll know me as Igor wherever I am
And you weakling humans, don't dare change my name
You can't play around as if this is a game"
Igor went back to the snow and the ice
"They'll let me alone now, they won't pay the price"
Satisfied finally, he took a long nap
And humans, he dreamt, were kicked off of the map
Casper was a friendly ghost,
A friendly ghost was he
His namesake is not quite as nice,
Chase him and you'll see
All around the Feldip hills
Casper pen' does roam
He'll run you out of energy,
And then he'll send you home
Lady C
(with apologize to the Beatles)
Eleanor Digby,
picks up her clues and her tips from anyone near.
Thats why we fear
Waits for her info
Wearing a costume of rock that she stole from the site
Dark as the night
Ah look at all the lonely penguins, where they do they all come from
Ah look at all the lonely penguins, where do they all belong
Eleanor Digby
Hid in a hole, was unseen cause theres no one around
What is that sound?
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22-Jan-2024 08:03:36
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