The shore line has covered the docks
And the water is wetting the rocks
But some need to eat
And don’t care their feet
Are soaked on up to their socks
Keep it Dirty!
The shore line has covered the docks
And the water is wetting the rocks
But some need to eat
And don’t care their feet
Are soaked on up to their socks
Most of the oldies and churchgoers
Are fine with the engines and mowers
But one thing they can’t stand
And went and got it banned
Now no more loud, gas-powered leaf blowers
There once was a girl from Long Island
Whose thoughts were so tragically violent
As she watched the world turn
She begged it to burn
But always did so in silence