SILLY SATURDAY

THE LOEBLY ROBE TO GANDISLOT AND GILDERSTAT

Trabling on the loebly robe to Gandislot And Glilderstat,

What da heg i sea,

Uh multimouth beeogascream,

Looging bog at me.

Twas rarely nog to sea one,

On a the 40th of Juleen,

I never scene one twize before,

On a yallow soobmarine.

My wog woud brang me vorward,

To da provinz of Quartoom,

Where da gelefonts vould high 5,

Wid da snarlies on Damoon.

Da feed dat wer beneed my lags,

Wer so tierrd me cud kry,

I thunked and thunked,

Wid all my hard,

Thus I pecan to phly.

I phlyd dacross da uniburst,

And mended up ridehear,

To tall dis tellin' tory,

Fer all franes for-n-near.

Dis ebic pome wone hormya,

Nor vill id maag u fat,

ONDA loebly robe to ,

Gandislot and Glilderstat!

By Danny Maness

DISCLAIMER: NO DRUGZ R ALGOHUAL  WER YOUSED INDA CREE ASIAN OB DIS POMB!