Condolences to those with lost, sick, or angeled channel surfers...
"Hey! I can change the TV with this thing! Watch! <BounceBounceBounce>"
A Tale of Some of Those That Have Been Lucky
Part III
Um...Hey. My name is...uh...bump...yeah, that's right.
Got a problem with that, bud? Say ya wanna fight?
Go find Rhun, that's her department,
She'll give you "What For!", then stuff you in the
glove compartment!
I love snacks,
I'm happy to say...
and I only deal with real facts,
that's just my way...
Don't try to trick me,
it just won't work...
I'll just go off and play,
and make *you* look like a jerk!
I love to play,
with Chewy and Rhun...
they are my cagemates,
and they are loads of fun!
I love to sniff cages,
where other ferts sleep...
I make funny faces,
then run, bounce and leap...
The cat is a play-toy,
of that I am sure...
That big, fluffy tail,
tastes like raisin de'jure...
I love to case Chewy,
from room to room...
Sometimes we run so fast,
all you hear is "Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!"
When I was young,
it wasn't much fun...
There were no snacks,
nor were any songs sung...
We were ignored and neglected,
and called bad names...
but these people weren't *all* bad,
and we tried to love them, just the same...
They finally decided,
to find us a home...
But they threatened to toss us in the snow,
and make us permanent "free roam"...
Then the Fuzzbutt Rodeo Clowns,
saw our names in the paper...
and they decided,
to be come out saviour...
Todd, their care-taker,
came up with the cash...
He bought Rhun and me,
and our cage and our stash...
He let us play,
to our hearts' content...
When he said that he loved us,
we know it was meant...
Now we get snacks,
and toys and love...
and we know we'll be here,
'til we go to the bridge up above...
Its nice to know,
that someone will care...
and will miss you,
when you aren't there...
To those of you,
who don't know love there...
We of the FRC,
have plenty to share...
Just close your eyes,
and think really hard...
and we'll do a song and dance,
and send the feelings afar...
They'll sail on the wind,
'til they reach your hidey-hole...
and you can use them,
to lift up your soul...
...and maybe, just maybe,
if you wish on a cloud...
you, too, can become,
a Fuzzbutt Rodeo Clown...
My name is Bump and I approve this message.
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Todd and the Fuzzbutt Rodeo Clowns
mailto:[log in to unmask]
http://www.netconex.com/toddl/page2/
[Posted in FML issue 4686]
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