Hi, Everyone:
 
Last night, I asked if anyone knew a hymn called "Leaning On The
Everlasting Arm" and Happily, I received two responses.  So here are some
new lyrics to this beautiful hymn dedicated to Carol and Dawn
 
What a chore it is,
What a bore it is,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
On my knees again,
We've got fleas again,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
 
Chorus:
Cleaning, cleaning,
My arm's sore, I've got a headache too,
Cleaning, cleaning,
Cleaning up the everlasting poo.
 
When I only had
Four it wasn't bad,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
Now there's twelve, I think,
(I've not slept a wink),
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
 
(Chorus)
 
Wash that sleepy-sac,
Put those hammocks back,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
They have chewed the rug,
There's a mealy bug,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
 
(Chorus)
 
Every day at eight,
I don't hesitate,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
There's that mess again,
There's that stress again,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
 
(Chorus)
 
Then again at four,
I unhook the door,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
Deja vu again,
There's more poo again,
Cleaning up my little ferrets' cage.
 
(Chorus)
 
Enjoy!
Mary Cohen
[Posted in FML issue 2779]