Theres a mouse starin out of the window
His colonys trapped in the snow
Hes planning a family vacation
But he just cant go
Around the next corners a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
Hes passed by some mudslinging parrot
Whos jealously aint got no end
There aint no time to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed childs made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In the hot sand I land on my feet
They blister and cake with debris
Chez rolez is guarding the toll port
While Angry piddles with glee
Theres a fool writing notes out on sandpaper
Hes sending them off to himself
He gets them a couple days later
Who put them along his top shelf
If you get tired of shavings
And carve up a good hunk of wood
Remembering to check on the sausage
Hes got cooking somewhere look good