Hi Jeff! I kinda combined the ideas together to finish it- hope you can get a kick out it too! 'Cept I could not make the moonbeams fit in, pooh! Oh well here she be;
"Super Granny"
She flies with the fleas
There’s no one to please
The daring ole gal
On her flapping string cheese!
She's free as the breeze
And always at ease
She lives in the jungle
And hangs by her knees.
Her angry eyes flicker
No dude can lick ‘er
Cause she packs her trapeze
In her old B.V.D.’s
Sheeee’s the daring ole gal
On her flapping string-cheese!
She's a prunish an' a danish
A gal whose a hoot
Who once was a dish
But now she's a toot.
No temper she’s got
For ordinary sots
She’s a bag with some fury
So don’t
be in no hurry.
Oh travellers beware
Cause she don’t play so fair
She’s a bumper bamboozler
In long under-wear.
Yeeeeah the daring ole gal
On her flapping string-cheese!
She's got a union card
An she's practicin’ hard
To play, the gee-tar
Oh she’s a wannabe star.
Slow as molasses
And finer than dirt
In cool granny glasses
And a home-made grass-skirt.
They’ll sign her up someday
To poâ€â€leece the mobs
Take care then to give in
Don’t be no rude slob.
Oooooo she's the daring ole gal
On her flapping string-cheese!
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: Too much FUN! A merry heart is like a medicine. :P bonnie