The guests came uninvited
The guests are in the house
They’ve scared off all the centipedes
They scared out every mouse
They’re hungry as the wind
They want to eat it all
I have to stop them quick
And so I sing my call:
“Don’t eat the furniture
Think before you quit
If you eat all the furniture
There’ll be no place to sit”
They can’t resist
Furniture is sweet
They don’t rest a moment
They start to eat
“Don’t eat the furniture
Don’t eat that chair
If you eat the furniture
There’ll be no furniture here”
They ate the furniture
They ate the bed
They ate the furniture
Despite what I had said
“You ate the furniture
You didn’t think to quiit
Now there’s no furniture
No place at all to sit.”
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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