Vice Versa
Padded out Rouda's "Orc Song" to four verses. The third verse is lame, but it refers to some of my favorite regional foods from the past three places I have lived.
I don't eat dinner with a spoon
And I don't eat dinner with a fork
But you bet your life
I have a knife
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
I don't eat beef or chicken
And I don't eat fish or pork
Since I thought it'd be neat
To cut out meat
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
There's cheddar from Wisconsin
And apples from New York
But we better stay clear
Of Oregon beer
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
Now you say my song is corny,
And you think that I'm a dork.
Well, sticks and stones
will break my bones...
... Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
I don't eat dinner with a spoon
And I don't eat dinner with a fork
But you bet your life
I have a knife
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
I don't eat beef or chicken
And I don't eat fish or pork
Since I thought it'd be neat
To cut out meat
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
There's cheddar from Wisconsin
And apples from New York
But we better stay clear
Of Oregon beer
Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!
Now you say my song is corny,
And you think that I'm a dork.
Well, sticks and stones
will break my bones...
... Cuz I eat my dinner with an orc!

1 Comments:
This ongoing poem/song is great - can't wait to hear the recorde version! - KC
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