Archive for November, 2009
Real Endings For Children’s Songs, Part 4
This is a short one, but it springs to mind whenever I am called to duty.
The itsy bitsy spider
Crawled up the water spout.
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out.
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain,
And the itsy bitsy spider heard the horrible shriek of my wife as she ran away, and five minutes later, I killed it with a paper towel.
The End.
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