When You Race Through a Tube
  (sung to the tune of When You Walk Through a Storm)
 
When you race through a tube,
Hold your mouth up wide
And don't fear your fellow carpet shark.
At the end of the tube
Is a pair of eyes
Where your hyperactive friend has parked.
Lunge forth at his nose,
Lunge forth toward his fangs,
Though his tail wag to and fro.
Lunge forth, lunge forth,
With tail puffed up big,
And you'll never play alone.
You'll never play alone.
 
Hugs to all the little crazies!
 
Julie
[Posted in FML issue 3347]