Friday, January 06, 2006

They don't write 'em like this any more.

With the noteable exception of our good friend Rob E, they really don't write songs like this anymore:

"I went to the animal fair
the birds and the beasts were there
the big baboon by the light of the moon
was coming his auburn hair.
The monkey he got drunk
and sat on the elephant's trunk.
The elephant sneezed and fell to his knees
and that was the end of the monk
THE MONK THE MONK THE MONK!"