Lumpy Fights Back
Poor lumpy got
A kick in the gutt,
After I tried to get him
Off his fat, lazy butt.
He started fighting back
Chased me down the beach after me,
I feel face first into the snow
He beat me with his flippers, you see.
He beat me pretty bad
Did belly flops on my head,
I was bruised and bloodied
Thought I was just about dead.
He picked me up by his flippers
And threw me in the lake,
The nasty critter is vicious
I think he might be half baked.
That will teach me
To kick a walrus in the gutt,
Next time, I'll leave him alone
Leave him on his fat, lazy butt.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.12/2005
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