Rakshasa wrote:
Mista_B wrote:
Ellis is gonna get back at Jon someday, I can tell. Poor Jon.
Ellis likes it, he's only gonna get back for more.
Old Cranky Jon had troubles of his own
He had a fly'n cat which wouldn't leave him alone;
He tried and he tried to give the cat away,
He gave it to an elf goin' far, far away.
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
(Now let us see if I've fixed the double post problem)
The assasin around the corner swore she'd kill the cat on sight,
She loaded up her shotgun with nails and dynamite;
She waited and she waited for the cat to come around,
Ninety seven pieces of the killer is all they found.
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
He gave it to a little boy with an empty tummy,
Told him the cat would be a never ending yummy;
They threw the cat into the fire, it must have baked for an hour
Now the baker is making poor boy bone flour
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
The cat it had some company one night out in the yard,
Someone threw a fire ball, and they threw it mighty hard;
It caught the cat behind the ear, she thought it rather slight,
When along came a boulder and flattened the cat out of sight
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea