Think Beverly Hillbillies:

Here is my story about a man name Rick
A poor retired cop who collects Ugly Stiks

Early one morning he was fishing in the foggy dew
And through the Tuckertown fog came a different kind of crew

A boat full of fishermen you just can’t beat
And leading the charge was the infamous “Pete”

The first thing he did was grab my Ugly Stiks
Said, this is all junk, don’t you know that Rick

But "Rango" stepped in to save the day
And told "Pete" to drop them or he would have the dickens to pay

Another fisherman waded into the fray quick as a bat
Coming to the rescue was none other than "NC Nat"

It sounded like he was yelling… ain't this fun jeepers,
But he was really saying; get me one "Keeper"

While everyone was fighting over my Ugly Stiks, no one knew hidden under my cap
I had squirreled away "Nat’s" secret brush pile map

I was so glad when the fishermen drove away
‘Cause I had "Nat's" secret map to copy for another day

At home when I walked through the door
The first thing I did was to make a copy for my buddy "C-More"

So "Slab", you don’t have to worry if this is from my own head
Because there is no way in the world anyone else could come up with what I just said


May 06 2009