The Old Fat Robin

The old fat robin
Sticks his beak into the ground
With the brain, the size of an eraser
Kitty runs by causes
The robin, she does floppin'
Soon another one lands there to replace her
Hear the tweeting and your sinuses
Count the pluses and the minuses
Turn frustration into sadness
Say goodbye to mister badness
A strong gust of wind
Blows upside my balding head
Makes my balls shiver
Makes a lump in my hoaky bed
Except for a squirtle and some gasoline
Completely distracted by the American dream
Hear the tweeting and your sinuses
Count the pluses and the minuses
And though I may be wrong
We're so glad you came along