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Let's Write A Country Song!
Country music is simple, yet complex, sad, yet happy, so let's write a country song! |
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I am a country music fan, and I thought It would be great if the creative minds on this sight could help me write a country song! Be as silly and suggestive as you like, but no out right, slap-you-in-the-face smut. We have to respect the rating don't we? I will begin the first line, and you can add the next verse. Good luck and have fun! |
I had found it trapped in an old college dorm (CopyPaper Mired in hay, and poop to his knees, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! His body was skinny and covered with fleas.
(Ravenwand, Rising Star! So I took him home and gave him a bath, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! And taught him Algebra (That's a kind of math) (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Then Geometry, Calculus, and Differential Equations (Steve Ellen I had dreams he would become a Savior of Nations! (Steve Ellen But then I stepped back - he's only a horse! (Steve Ellen My mind has a tendency to fly off course (Steve Ellen Often with grandiose dreams about ruling the world... (Steve Ellen Last week I tried it with a city park squirrel (Steve Ellen But he refused to wear a tiny swastika and invade a small country (Steve Ellen Said he just wanted to play in his favorite fun tree (Steve Ellen Nibbling nuts, and chittering about, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! It really disturbed me, so I threw him out. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Yonder comes a van from ASPCA (Ravenwand, Rising Star! They looked in the barn, but the horse ran away (Ravenwand, Rising Star! I guess he no likeyd not being fed (Ravenwand, Rising Star! But still, whew, smells like something is dead. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Oh yeah, now I remember what's in there (CopyPaper It's my pet chihuahua Noser, the one with no hair (CopyPaper But how can a two-pound dog raise such a stink? (Ravenwand, Rising Star! I took down the whiskey and poured me a drink. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! It all started last night in the sink by the win-der (CopyPaper The cat's tail had somehow been burned to a cinder (CopyPaper I blamed the dog, he's always been pranky (Steve Ellen But then I noticed a rose-scented hanky. (Steve Ellen One thing about Noser - he does not like flowers (Steve Ellen Except as recipients of his golden showers (Steve Ellen So who owned the hanky? Because they burned the tail! (Steve Ellen The answer was obvious when I read through my mail. (Steve Ellen The answer was in a letter I got from a guy in Frisco (Dad You remember Garry? He usta own a disco (Dad It was on the corner of Fourth and Vine (Dad Next door was a cafe that served a good wine. (Steve Ellen They called the place Tater which might seem weird (CopyPaper Until you noticed the owner's beard (CopyPaper Her name was Taylor and she was short, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Dwarfly proportions, but her mom didn't abort, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! But unlike the singer, Taylor wasn't so swift, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! A mashed-potato beard provided her lift. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! And she was the one that burned my cat's tail, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! The paper in her letter had a potatoey smay-ull. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! She apologized and swore an accident, it was (Dad She never intended to hurt the cat becuz (Dad he was the best mouser the world ever knew (Dad but without his tail for balance, the cat is screw - ed (Dad The cat's name was Herman and though his tail was burnt, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! He fetched my paper every day, and told me events curr'nt. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Herman was a whiz at crossword and sudoku (Steve Ellen He liked to eat sushi and practice his Kung Fu (Steve Ellen He knew the capitals of every nation in the world (Steve Ellen Which parks had pigeons and which parks had squirrels (Steve Ellen But he couldn't tell be bacause he couldn't speak (Dad He wasn't mute, no, he was just too meek (Dad He didn't mind me looking over his shoulder (CopyPaper But it wasn't because he was getting older (CopyPaper And his burnt-off tail was beginning to rot (Ravenwand, Rising Star! And it started to smell, a hell of a lot! (Ravenwand, Rising Star! But Herman didn't smell it because his nose still had a clog (Steve Ellen From when he tried to smell a hypnotoad in an LSD bog. (Steve Ellen Herman finally met a female feline one day (CopyPaper And can you believe it? It occured on a Monday (CopyPaper Her name was Tanesha, she was named for her owner (CopyPaper A very nasty man who always had a boner. (Steve Ellen He wasn't any good at naming cats or titling a poem (Steve Ellen But he had a neighbor, Barbara, who often did it for him. (Steve Ellen So she named the cat Tanesha who would become old Herman's mate (Steve Ellen In fact, it was Barbara who arranged their first date. (Steve Ellen Herman and Tanesha, in the alley eating spaghetti (Steve Ellen Very Disneyesque, but they both were hot and ready. (Steve Ellen Later they woke the neighbors with their ardent caterwauling, (Ravenwand, Rising Star! And in 66 days, five kittens were born, as a result of their balling. (Ravenwand, Rising Star! Herman and Tanesha then went their separate ways (CopyPaper Her tail was soon burned off in an accidental blaze (CopyPaper Tanesha was glad he left, she felt lucky (Dad "Except for the kittens, I'm sorry I let him ... eat spaghettti with me" (Dad Tanesha raised the kitttens to be independent, brave, and bold (Steve Ellen Their story is inspiring and one day will be told. (Steve Ellen Meanwhile poor old Herman has to live with boner man (Steve Ellen Drinking water from the faucet, eating supper from a tuna can. (Steve Ellen While Tanesha lives with Barbara and always has fresh fish (Steve Ellen Served with a side of catnip on her very own special dish. (Steve Ellen This song seems to have run its course, so let's start a new one. It's December, so let's write a country Christmas song. (Dad 'Tis the season to be crabby (Dad Doesn't matter if you're thin or flabby (Dad You can be fat or you can be thin (Steve Ellen Just pay attention to what season we're in. (Steve Ellen It's Chrristmas! The birth of our Lord! (Dad We celebrate by driving like nuts in our rusty ol' Ford (Dad Last night I put up my tree, on top I stuck a fairy (deemac back May 25 She The stockings I hung by the chimney with care (Dad In hopes the St. Nicholas won't ask me to play "Truth or Dare" (Dad Last year he took all my cookies and milk (Steve Ellen And told me my skin was "soft as silk" (Steve Ellen Vodka in the milk and Exlax in the cookies this year (Dad And what to HIS wondering eyes shall appear! (Dad A giant toy workshop with raw materials and elves (Steve Ellen Who work through the year to fill up its shelves. (Steve Ellen Total Displayed: 100 |