Ooh!! I've got dibs on "Heartache Tonight"!! :D
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Ooh!! I've got dibs on "Heartache Tonight"!! :D
I can't wait to hear it, Robin! ;) :nod:
WILDBERRY PIE
A parody of "American Pie" by Don McLean
Since a long, long time ago
We have all remembered
How Aurora used to make us smile
And all were lucky who got the chance
To ask Elizabeth for a dance
And maybe tango with her for a while
Unnamable's posting made us shiver
Many smileys Night would deliver
Each call for a birthday sonnet
Adil and Pen were on it
If Rachel was sad, we all would cry
If she were happy, we could fly
(Though Pensive's still up in the sky)
How does the time go by?
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
Let's all read the Book of Love
Or argue about that God above
"Do you believe? Yes or no?"
We can share our love of rock and roll
Unless you prefer ol' Nat King Cole?
Or do you like to play Beethoven real slow...?
If parodies are your cup of tea,
Then PB & J's who you should see
They're LitNet's resident band
We'll play on stage, on demand!!
If you're a lonely teen, or just feeling glum,
LitNet's where you'll find a chum
Just stop by Sherwood, have some fun
And a slice of our favorite pie...
Have some of
My, my, my sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
Ever since Admin's been around
Posts were made, and friends were found
And that's how it should always be
When Aimus sang for that Eva chick
A deserted island they did pick
For a romantic stroll beside the sea
And while Scher was looking down
Robin shot off her fairy crown
A more impressive war
Was never seen before
The Dastardlys under Cap'n Stan
Virgil--the Amazon's only man! :eek: :blush:
Loading cannons with shot and SPAM
But they'll all still stop for pie...
They were singin'
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
Here and there! Who's lost? Samer!
Has Logos come out from her lair?
Bandwidth's low and falling faaaaast
Papaya sits atop the mast
The nest is hit by a cannon blast
Stan swoops in to save his lass
Papaya wears a giant smile
As she's walking down the aisle
She'll finally say, "I do"
A marriage long overdue!
The church bells begin to ring
Wedding's on, but there's just one thing
Cap'n Stan still needs to get CLEAN!
At least the place has pie
They were singin'
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
And there we were, all in one place
A gathering across cyberspace
Where everybody knows your name
So come on, join the party, tell your tale
Your LitNet Crier's in the mail
Write a story, or play a game
The PB & J now takes the stage!
What happens next? Just turn the page!
We start to play our song
But it doesn't go on for long,
Because new members are all over the place
Each one with a different face
But one thing's always the case
They all just LOVE our pie
And we were singin',
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
I met a girl who looked like Claire
She had wings to carry her through the air
And she would smile and look my way
And I looked in my message box
To see everyone telling me, "Robin Hood ROCKS!!!" :D
So I'd have to empty that darn thing every day
And on those threads, the ladies screamed
The writers cried, and the poets dreamed
A lot of folks were jokin'
That the Forums could never be broken
And the Mods that I admire most
Banned the bad ones, so now they're toast
And the Dastardly's got it's very own ghost :cool:
Who should never say good-bye
And we were singin'
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
We were singin'
My, my, that sweet wildberry pie,
Love to taste 'em, never waste 'em
Or throw 'em in someone's eye
And those Merryfolk, every girl to her guy,
Singing, "May the LitNet Forums never die!"
May the LitNet Forums never die!
Behold! The pièce de résistance!!!
Oh my... WONDERFUL!!! Beyond words, M'lord...
I am about to faint. :blush:
Quel talent! :thumbs_up
It's overtly cute, American Pie should be a dirge and was truly a great song until the worst thing ever to happen to music turned it into a happy-clappy piece of garbage.
What's wrong with overtly cute, given the new subject matter (us lunatics on the Forums)?
Thankfully enough, I've never heard the Madonna version. Yeeesh...
Nothing is wrong with things being overtly cute per se, just for a song like American Pie I dont think the speed and rythym (yeah I dont know how to spell that) suit cuteness, cuteness fits more easily with some nonsense bubblegum pop.
:lol: 2 of my all time favs ....
bad thing is though now after finally exorcising hotl california from my head after 3 days Im stuck with a jumbleof american pie and hotel california.
bye bye miss...
Good goobledy goo! What a parody! Robin and Wildberry Pie! It's the big album this round, I think, band! PB&J--The Parody Album! Pensy, surely you have one to add, my dear? :nod: :lol: :lol: :lol: Rock ON! http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/mu...smiley-007.gifhttp://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/mu...smiley-014.gif
jajaja i love the original one and i love even more this oneQuote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Parody of Tobey Keith's I Ain't As Good As I Once Was
I Ain't As Young As I Once Was
Rachel said "I've seen you in here before."
I said, "Yeah, I been here a time or two."
First things I know I'm talking to this girl called Night,
Sam, Smilingtears, Katrina over in Kosovo, Lady Liz, and Ancestor too.
Next thing you know there's RJ, Chef, and Emily, Chava, Paypaya, Scher and Jay,
And Pensy, little Shini, NNoah3, Kathycf and Miss Darcy with her touch of class—
Fortunately my wife’s not jealous of all my friends...
I tell 'em all, now girls...
I ain't as young as I once was.
My how the wheels of time spin out of control!
This Old Rouge is a romantic at heart,
Writes verses that might stir a few hearts—
But it's just the poet in my soul.
Ever you ever need a true friend—
They don't come any shade of truer blue:
I ain't as young as I once was, but ain't never been much
On this thing they call growin' up!
Me and ma amigo Robin still talk about the comic books.
And I give XC fits with my kind of philosophy.
And Virgil and I are quite a bit alike,
Kilted and I get along just fine,
And Adil is my buddy with poetry.
Shoutgrace and I can talk about faith,
Mil and me can trade a few insults and barbs,
And Aimus that wise old green frog—
Keeps knocking me off of the hill of BongityBongityBong...
But I just say now guys...
I ain't as young as I once was
Even if I can quote The Raven by heart
And there was a time, back in my prime...
But now you might want to give me a head start.
Sometimes when I write from memory,
I get a few facts mixed up— C'est la vie!
I ain't as young as I once was, but ain't never been much
On this thing they call growin' up!
Yeah, I once thought I was Death on Wheels!
I was wild in my younger days.
But sometimes as the years go by—
More than the outside of a man can change...
I ain't as young as I once was—
That there is just a cold, hard fact.
Oh, I could still talk smack, dis people back,
But I learned long ago I'm just not bulletproof.
Don't laugh at the Old Rouge now,
He could tell you a few things about what life is really all about:
I ain't as young as I once was, but ain't never been much
On this thing they call growin' up!
I ain't as young as I once was—
Dear Lord, now my kids are nearly grown up!
:banana: :banana: :banana: :banana: :banana: :banana:
:lol:
This is a very nice parody, Pen. :thumbs_up
Great parody Pen! Kilted, it's rythm in case you were wondering!
I'm in a song!! :banana: :banana: :banana: :D :D :D :D
Thank yew! Yhank yew veah much! *bows* PS. Dang, Kilted, I knew I would leave somebody out! Went back and added you and Katrina in!
Who's making the musical arrangements anyway? We need Robin on the harmonica on the end of that line, and see if Miss Darcy will agree to give us a touch of class with violin on the line that mentions her. (Just ideas... I just write the songs: I just write the songs...
Hummm. Another parody Barry Manilow I Write The Songs.
This one's a little different. Hope you like it. It's for all of you, my dear friends. :) :nod: :angel:
I Write Songs
Music has been around forever—
Perhaps the moon and stars sung the very first song—
Now I am a poet; I put words and melody together—
But it's something inside of me that really writes the songs!
I write the songs that make the LitNet sing!
The songs of love and friends and special things!
Even write some words that might bring a teardrop to your eye—
I just can't help but write a song...
Well, I am glad that I have found a home among you!
A place to share the lyrics from my heart and soul!
I have found myself reflected in the chorus of your words—
Makes me feel so young even though I'm growing old!
I write the songs that make the LitNet sing!
The songs of love and friends and special things!
Even write some words that might bring a teardrop to your eye—
I just can't help but write a song...
And if my music makes you feel like dancing
Why don't you just give your heart the chance,
I didn't write the words I don't believe to be true.
Let the melody fill up your heart,
And tear all our differences apart—
The words from me, are wrote for you—
These simple words from me, I give to you...
A symphony of love...
Oh-oh yeah
I write songs......
Good, now if you make any royalties I 'll sue for using my trademark/image rights protection.....I'll just have to make sure to file somewhere like LA where they would be crazy enough to buy my case :cool: :cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
uh... lot of songs... Pen... Robin.. that's mighty good work done there!
shall we plan our first concert soon?... would night take up the required stage work and the costumes...?
It'll be soon!
oh the old rogue...
Rehearsals first, not to mention recording the album! :) Maybe then we can have a few live shows, to get the hang of it, but not before, and a full tour won't start untill the album is released, we need a big audience from the get go! :D
Besides, we want our audience to be able to take our music home :D
how will all that be done?
If we make cds first, we can sell them at our concerts
I'm brainstorming two parodies right now, I swear!!
Alright! :brow: I'll believe ya!
EDIT: whoops, wrong thread. Very sorry, ladies and gents :rage:
Trying a new song out. Maybe it will work. Maybe not. Don't want to inflame anyone in the process, so gotta work with this one. :) http://www.cosgan.de/images/midi/musik/k010.gif
And a new one. For Stan and Papaya :lol: :nod:
Hey, Matey!
(Parody of Jim Stafford’s Cow Patti)
Now th’ Dastardly’s Cap’n Stan, were a Pirate man,
An able-bodied uh seafarer as they come.
‘E lived by ‘is cutlass; swore by ‘is pistols,
And swilled ‘is own fair share o’ rum.
Auld Arrow were a ghost of th’ sea, frae Davey Jones’ Locker ‘e be,
Been down there nigh on two hundred year.
But ‘is powers grew great, and ‘e left that place,
And caught th’ first ship passin’ near.
Now, th’ Ghost ‘e ‘ad naught agin th’ good Cap’n Stan,
Tho’ ‘e liked nae t’sail ‘neath a Pirate Flag;
But ‘e’d ‘ad a start, when ‘e saw th’ Cap’n charts—
Frae naething good could come frae yon plague!
So th’ Ghost did what ‘e maun, t’stop Stan frae going,
T’was like conversation w’ a rock!
So Auld Arrow shed nae ghostly tears, when Stan were marooned out there,
And th’ Dastardly were overtook!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Dance th’ hornpipe lively now,
Each laddie bow now to yer lady!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey Matey!
Now Cap’n Stan saw red, and got frightful mad,
Tho’ Auld Arrow left a fair ship in trade—
‘E kicked th’ crew outta their bunks, aboard a Chinee Junk,
And set forth full sail after th’ Dastardly in a rage!
‘E were slick and sly, caught Cap’n Papaya’s eye,
Auld Arrow dressed fer th’ wedding to the nines.
But t’were all a trick, by Cap’n Stan the Slick
“I aims t’ reclaim wot be mine!”
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Dance th’ hornpipe lively now,
Each laddie bow now to yer lady!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey Matey!
Auld Arrow hit the main deck, voice as cold as Death,
In a cloud o’ Ocean mist and spray.
All around thet tub, heads began to bob up;
The Dead of the Sea come calling on ol’ Stan thet day.
Th’ Cap’n says “Hee, old Ghost, I prefers, that we talks out some terms.”
Auld Arrow t’ought thet muckle fair, and agreed as well.
But these days Cap’n Stan knows, where’re ‘e goes:
A ghost watches: And a crew waits ‘neath the Ocean’s swell…
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey, Matey!
Dance th’ hornpipe lively now,
Each laddie bow now to yer lady!
Yo-ho-ho! Hey Matey!
©7/4/2006
Pendragon
And again: A Parody of The Eagle's hit: New York Minute
Midnight Minute
Auld Arrow got up
Dressed all in black,
Went back to Davey Jones’ Locker,
And he never came back.
They found his logbooks,
Sealed up tightly in an empty cask;
And he won't be out on deck, y’all,
in the morning
He once had a home
The love of his wife and little girl;
But men lose their lives sometimes
As the years unfurl.
One day he crossed some pirates,
And he was no longer in this world.
But few reckon it matters anymore!
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute…
Lying alone in the darkness
He’s heard the victims wail;
Somebody going thorough torture,
Somebody's twisted taste of hell.
He couldn’t just do nothing at all,
He had to fight ‘em tooth and nail—
But the wolf is always at the door
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute
Things can get a little strange
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute…
And for so many weary days
When darkness would fall early;
Auld Arrow would rush above the waves,
To help the ones aboard The Dastardly.
It began to seem a fool's advice,
They could take care of their own, please!
Then one day they're here—Next day they're gone!
Arrow pulled the mist around his shoulders
As he walked down through the docks.
Couple skeletons hanged above him,
Their bones rattling in the dark.
He thought about that accursed island,
Where Old Flint had left his mark:
Left his treasure there, never came back..
What makes the mind of man so cloudy,
That their heart can never hear;
That the days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here?
I’d give every golden treasure in this world,
To the One Who Can Make these dark clouds disappear!
But, until that day, I have to believe…
I believe, I believe…
Got go back and rest…
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute
You can get out of the rain
In a Midnight Minute
Everything can change
In a Midnight Minute…
And so Auld Arrow bids adieu!
Not trying to cause trouble, just laughing it off, OK? Be real cool now!
Get Over It!
(Parody of The Eagles’ smash hit Get Over It!)
Sometimes I get onto a thread, and what do I see,
A whole crowd of people who think—“The World Revolves Around Me!”
Their opinion is all that matters; got no respect for anyone else—
“If we wanted a correct answer, friend, we’d have to ask ourselves!”
Then when the moderators step in, Ouch! Hear the loud complaint—
Now I reckon it’s too late to say “You should’ve practiced more restraint!”
Get over it! Get over it!
All the whinin’, the moanin’, and pitchin’ a fit—
Get over it! Get over it!
It ain’t like the signs weren’t there, or no red flags were raised—
Somebody mentioned “Tolerance.” But you acted like the man was insane.
It was said a discussion always has two sides, the words were well rehearsed—
But they got drowned in the angry words, often citing chapter and verse.
Did you really think there was any other way this loathsome mess would end?
It may only take two to argue, how many does it take to comprehend?
Get over it! Get over it!
Gotta stop sometime, better call it quits!
Get over it! Get over it!
Kinda felt like I was on trial every time that I signed on!
Discussion is fine, but you can beat a dead horse far too long!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Can’t ya be a little civil, talk a little more polite?
If you think somebody’s wrong, calling names won’t make them right!
When the threads are getting locked as fast as they open, gotta be a reason, son!
Trouble is nobody thinks the problem just might be Old Number One!
Yeah, that’s right—you wanna assign some blame point that finger at yourself,
And tell me just what you have done to help somebody else! Hey yeah!
Get over it! Get over it!
Take your share of blame, now, don’t play so innocent!
Get over it! Get over it!
(Spoken)
Bout time we all moved on. Get over it!
Finally got around to doing a parody -- I'm very, extremely sorry, but it's of a Backstreet Boys song...or, if you prefer to think of it cheerfully, a Weird Al song.
LITNET
A parody of "eBay" by Weird Al, a parody of "That Way" by the Backstreet Boys
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I read...Sylvia Plath
Don't have...time for a bath
Not by...the TV set
No, I'm still on LitNet
My flat...is still a mess
Icebox...is a pool of cess
Where am I?...You can bet
That I'm still on LitNet
Tell me why
I can't resist that Hyacinth :brow:
Tell my why
It's satisfying like absinthe
Tell me why
That newbie's avy is Boba Fett
Cuz there's not 'nuff Star Wars on LitNet
Each night...I log on
With just...my socks on
No way...a flatmate I'd get
Spending all my time on LitNet
I can't help
Spilling how I feel each day
I can't help
Knowing something clever to say
I can't help
Begging my mom to let
Me back on LitNet
My instinct it says that
I have to feed my cat
But I haven't got the time, -i-ime,
My plants, they look funny,
And I'm all out of money
But I can't get my sonnet to rhyyyyme!!!
The games...are so fun
I haven't...seen the sun
For weeks...for weeks...for weeks...
Am I addicted???
My mail keeps piling up
Got no bathroom, just a coffee cup
All my live friends, I haven't met
Since I got on LitNet
I don't know
Why I love to do those haikus
I don't know
When the last time was that I snoozed
Oh, now I know
Why my toes are feeling all wet
All that time in socks and on LitNet
Now I know
Why my girlfriend left me
It was cuz
I asked her questions only
It's a wonder
My eyesight hasn't gone yet
Reading every post on LitNet
I think I live on LitNe-e-e-et...
only the writers workin here... hmph...
A double-feature of the Eagles!! Sorry it took so long...
CHEESECAKE TONIGHT
A parody of “Heartache Tonight” by the Eagles
Somebody’s got an appetite
For those sweet desserts
She’s gonna stuff her face all Night
Till her stomach hurts
She’s gonna have to tell somebody
To get her what she needs
Her sweet tooth is now in control
She’ll follow where it leads
She’s gonna have some cheesecake tonight
Some cheesecake tonight, I know
She’s looking for a cheesecake tonight
A cheesecake tonight, I know,
Oh no
Some places, they stay open late
Some stores can’t hold out that long
But Night couldn’t bear to go home now
Before her craving’s gone
Her hunger’s gonna last forever
Keep her from going to sleep
Unless sometime before the moon is full,
She opens up the trunk of her Jeep
And fills it up with cheesecake tonight
With cheesecake for Night, I know
She’s eatin’ lots of cheesecake tonight
Cheesecake tonight, I know
Let’s go
She’s gonna have some cheesecake tonight
Can’t have just one bite
It’s fluffy and light
If you make it right
She’s gonna have some cheesecake tonight
Some cheesecake tonight, I know
Cheesecake, baby
Somebody’s gonna be in pain
When the night is through
She’ll only have herself to blame
Nothin’ she can do
She shoulda known to slow on down
And not to eat so much
Now she’s layin’ down and holdin’ her gut
Though it’s too tender to touch
Now Nightshade’s got a tummyache tonight
A tummyache tonight, I know
She’s gonna have a tummyache all night
A tummyache all night, I know
Oh, I know
We can feed her pills and syrups
We can leave her there to moan
We can send her to the hospital
But either way, she’s gonna have a
Tummyache all night
A tummyache all night, I know
Oh, I know
It’s from all that cheesecake last night
The cheesecake last night, I know…
DEBATE TONIGHT
A parody of “Heartache Tonight” by the Eagles
Somebody’s gonna fight someone
Before the night is through
Somebody’s gonna come undone
Maybe cuz of you?
Everybody’s put in their two cents
Knowin’ that they’re right
They can’t compromise on anything
It’s always black or white
There’s gonna be a debate tonight
A debate tonight, I know
We’re gonna have a debate tonight
A debate tonight, I know
Oh, no
Some people are gonna sit up late
Some folks can’t hold out that long
But nobody wants to sleep just yet
Unless they’re proven wrong
This fight is gonna last forever
Been goin’ on for years
But sometime before the sun comes up
Somebody’s gonna be drownin’ in tears
There’s gonna be a debate tonight,
A debate tonight, I know
We’re gonna have a debate tonight
A debate tonight, I know
Let’s go
There’s gonna be a debate tonight
If you’re dim or if you’re bright
You’ll bark and then you’ll bite
It’s a heck of a fight
There’s gonna be a debate tonight,
A debate tonight, I know
A throwdown, baby
Some stubborn person’s brand new pout
Says who won and who lost
A sight more vicious than an alehouse bout
Well, now we know who’s boss
Everybody wants to have their say
For ev’ryone else to hear
Doesn’t matter if their typing’s bad
Cuz they’ve had too much beer
They’re gonna have a headache tonight
A headache tonight, I know
They’re gonna have a headache tonight,
A headache tonight, I know
Oh no
We can beat around the bushes
We can get down to the bone
We can beat a dead horse to a pulp
But either way, there’s gonna be a
Debate tonight
A debate tonight, I know
Oh, I know
There’ll be a debate tonight
A debate tonight, I know…
A whole song for me?:D:DQuote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
I m going to say Im flattered although I want to say I do not stuff my face...;)
I really like both :D:DQuote:
She’s gonna stuff her face all Night
Heehee, thanks, Night. YOU might not stuff your face, but there's bound to be a smiley somewhere that does...
:lol: :lol: That's hilarious, Robin!! Very good.
Good show, Robin! :lol: Very good double parody! Finally some positive feedback on the songs. I was beginng to wonder if anyone was reading the thread! :lol: Maybe they just didn't like some of my recent songs all that well. Your was a good pair! That's for sure! :lol:
like this one??http://www.websmileys.com/sm/drink/trink24.gifQuote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
Actrually Pen I Like Get over it alot too, but I didnt comment in fact I wouldnt have commented on last these last 2 if it had been for the fact that it was
CHeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesecake :D:D
Yet another dose of the Eagles!!
AFTER THE THREAD IS LOCKED
A parody of “After the Thrill is Gone” by the Eagles
Same posting as there’s always been
In the places no one’s talkin’ in
Full of arguments that no one’ll ever win
After the thread is locked
It’s not cuz they’re boring, and it’s not cuz they’re old
It just means someone got a bit too bold
They keep hopin’ people will do what they’re told
After the thread is locked
After the thread is locked
What can you say when it’s the end of the day
And the padlock’s on your screen?
Just because a guy got a bit rowdy
And said something a little too mean
Time passes, and you must move on
Other subjects are bound to come along
No use prayin’ for a topic that’s gone
After the thread is locked
You’re afraid to let go, afraid to lose control
Of the first post you ever had
You’ve been posting all over the Forums for years
So you do you still feel so sad? Oh…
Same postings that there’s always been
In that old topic you keep lookin’ in
It’s on page 90, but you’re checkin’ again
Even after the thread is locked
After the thread is locked
After the thread is locked
After the thread is…
…gone.
And now, a special request for the Peter, Paul and Mary crowd.
Pen, the Magic Dragon
(Chorus
Pen, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Pen,
and brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy ken. Oh
(Chorus, twice)
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Pen's gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flag when Pen roared out his name. Oh
(Chorus)
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Pen that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Pen no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, Pen could not be brave,
So Pen that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. Oh
(Chorus, softly)
(Chorus, loudly)
Thanks, Kelly! I love it! :lol: What the heck, so I like Puff the Magic Dragon. I am an old guy, you know! :lol: