Oh, I wish I was a little mosquito
Oh, I wish I was a little mosquito
I’d go bitey bitey bitey
under everybody’s nightie
Oh, I wish I was a little mosquito

Oh, I wish I was a little baby sparrow
Oh, I wish I was a little baby sparrow
I’d sit up on the steeple and go Pfft (plop, whatever appropriate noise)
on all the People
Oh, I wish I was a little baby sparrow

Oh I wish I were a little striped skunk
Oh I wish I were a little striped skunk
Oh I’d sit beneath the trees and perfume all the breeze
Oh I wish I were a little striped skunk
to be continued…

Once I had a little cat
And all she ate was yarn
And when those little kittens came
They all had sweaters on.

I’m goin’ crazy
Don cha want to come along?
I’m goin’ crazy
Just singin’ this song.

Once I had a little dog
And all she ate was cans
And when those little puppies came
They came in Ford sedans.

When Mary had a little lamb,
the doctors were surprised.
But when Old Mcdonald had a farm,
the doctors nearly died!

In a better mood today, The muscle relaxants are working at least temporarily. I don’t feel so inclined to start yelling ” Stupid people shouldn’t breed!” at the top of my lungs. I do so long for the days when I could have a sign over my desk that said ” Never have a battle of wits with an unarmed person”. I used to have one over my desk at the Girl Scouts but finally had to remove it when too many people asked me what it meant and I was afraid I’d answer truthfully. Snark and kindness are always totally at war in me.

I have always been accused of being the little boy in the story if the Emperor’s New Clothes and I’m afraid it fits a wee bit too well sometimes. Don’t you ever want to tell people their all wet?

Rain, rain go away- come again some other day

It’s raining,
It’s pouring,
The old man is snoring ( right in the next cubicle row, no less)
Bumped his head on the side of the bed]
And couldn’t get up in the morning.