Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
Your shirts too small, your pants to tight
Your balls are swinging from left to right
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
-Stephanie, Elmont, NY
Now this here’s the Ballad of Billy BalloonWho got in some troubleIn Mexico, Cancun!See, he went to a saolonWhere he met a BaboonWho liked to play dartsAt exactly twelve noonThey got in a fightBut that Ballon was quite fastHe dodged the attackBut how long could he last?He was caught by a GoonWho tied his tail to a spoonBut that failed to stop BillyWho started singing a tune See that Balloon loved to croonBut he only sang once in a blue moonCause the sound that came outWas worse than a broken BassoonYes, he admitted he looked a buffoonBut soon his new friendsOn the floor, were all strewnHis singing had beenWell, quite opportuneBut his helium was now lowMuch, much too soonSo he went on his way that bright afternoonTo live out his short life in the sun-soaked lagoonHe ate lunch all alone at the local Greasy SpoonAnd then swam in the ocean til he looked like a prune!Umm.. The End! ; )
Comment By: Olesia
October 13th, 2015 at 7:01 am
Now this here’s the Ballad of Billy BalloonWho got in some troubleIn Mexico, Cancun!See, he went to a saolonWhere he met a BaboonWho liked to play dartsAt exactly twelve noonThey got in a fightBut that Ballon was quite fastHe dodged the attackBut how long could he last?He was caught by a GoonWho tied his tail to a spoonBut that failed to stop BillyWho started singing a tune See that Balloon loved to croonBut he only sang once in a blue moonCause the sound that came outWas worse than a broken BassoonYes, he admitted he looked a buffoonBut soon his new friendsOn the floor, were all strewnHis singing had beenWell, quite opportuneBut his helium was now lowMuch, much too soonSo he went on his way that bright afternoonTo live out his short life in the sun-soaked lagoonHe ate lunch all alone at the local Greasy SpoonAnd then swam in the ocean til he looked like a prune!Umm.. The End! ; )