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THE DIAPER SONG
By Jay Jay (age 2 when he wrote it, but now he is 3)
Ding dong,
The diaper song.
Soy
and Chicken Run,
ding dong!
WHEN HIPPOS AND RHINOS TAKE SHOWERS IN THE BATHTUB, WHILE EATING
WATERMELON IN THE WINTER AND THEY WANT NEW SOCKS.
By LeAnne and Kiah
Hi ho, the cranberry orange juice,
the
cranberry orange juice,
the cranberry orange juice.
Hi ho, the cranberry orange juice,
the juice that’s in
the car-o!
And the straw in the juice,
and the juice in the can,
and the can on the table,
and the
table on the floor,
and the floor on the dirt,
and the dirt in the town,
and the town in the city,
and
the city in the state,
and the state in the country,
and the country on the map,
and the map in the car and
the car goes
BYE!!!
(repeat top)
Another way to sing it, is with all the ‘cars’ as R.V. or R.V.-O.
MY EARS ARE PURPLE BECAUSE THEY ARE FULL OF GRAPES AND JELLYBEANS THAT ARE RED AND THAT A STUPID
DUCK GAVE ME LASTt TUESDAY!
By Kiah
In November you don’t eat sausages-because you eat turkey, that’s why.
And turkey reminds me of chickens. And you know what? They lay eggs. And walruses don’t, but alligators do, their eggs
are leather and some boots are too. Espeacially horse riding boots! And horses make this “NIEGH” sound to talk. And so
does a pony, that is smaller than a horse, and know what else is smaller than a horse? AN ANT!!! Ants have a head and a
thorax and you know what else? An abdomen! Dogs go bark and cows go moo, if you don’t like this song skrew you. Pardon
my french, sometimes I get mad. I know a guy whose name is Tad. And a tad of paint, it can be green, can draw a whole monster,
if you know what I mean. And Tad also sounds like dad. My dad is glad-I think. And do you know what else thinks? Mayonaise!
Perhaps. Oh, then this is the end of the song. Now we must say,
FAREWELL!!!
ON THURSDAY A
PICKLE ATE A VERY LARGE MATRESS THAT WAS COVERED IN SOME EXTEREMLEY ZESTY SALSA THAT COULD BURN A CHIMPANZEE'S TOUNGE OR
A FLAMINGO'S BEAK SO WE JUST PRETENDED TO BE BUFFALOS IN THE VERY OUT THERE WILDERNESS OF NEW YORK CITY AT 6:00 IN THE MORNING.
AM.
By Kiah
And the sweat shirt was green. And the tortoise who was eleven ate it.
She was an aaaaaalligator,
with bumps all on the back and a yellow tummy.
Yellow tummy,
yellow tummy,
yellow tummy,
yellow tummy!
Bumps.
Bumps a head with an ostrich smiling fondly at the tree,
where the big gray dog, was taking a pee.
Gee whiz.
So I think it is likely that some defenestration will occur.
SMASH!
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle.
PLOP!
They defenistrated a soggy pair of socks, tied to a rock.
On Monday. Or
was it Defenistrationdaaaaaaaaaaay?
HOORAY!
THE END.
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