Does any body know the rest of this poem...... It circulated in my college in the early 60's Twas the night of the king's castration, And the royal ball was about to come off, Sitting around the table were counts, No accounts and discounts, "cow dunging" because "bull shitting" was unheard of in those times......... Bob
http://ingeb.org/Lieder/thenight.html I was pretty sure it was "Camel Shit". Google...always there when you need an answer!!! Peace, rs7
Sea Sick song. (sung to My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean) My stomach is in a commotion, The juices are mixed up you see, I don't want to dirty the ocean, So please bring a bucket to me.... Come up, Come up.... O come up my dinner come up, come up... Come up, come up.... my dinner come up I'm coming, I'm coming for my head is bending low I hear those gastric juices calling... Hasten Jason, bring the basin... Urp, slop......bring the mop. Bob sings this to me every time I get sea sick. This and the Gilligan's Island song. Cathy
What's scarier is thirty years from now you'll probably be posting something like: "Does anyone remember that rap song that begins with... From the crap tables down in A.C. back on the block Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc Went solo on that ass but it's still the same Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs"