ladies, gentlemen, and domestic mustelids, for your enjoyment and entertainment please allow me to present: THE DARING YOUNG EMMETT (tune: Man on the Flying Trapeze) I'm a daring young ferret, and Emmett's my name I'm not a wild animule, I truly am tame If you dare say I'm wild, you risk my two-legged's wrath 'Cause I'm only wild immediately after my bath! You can't find the phone bill, you've misplaced your keys, You're searching for sneakers on your bended knees, You're seeking the sweater that you wore yesterday-- All these things I have stolen away! (B part) I keep all my treasure-trove under the chair (A sight truly wondrous to see) I've got so much plunder hidden under there That there's barely enough room for me! oh. . . (A part) I pulled all the chess pieces out of their box To add to my stash of superfluous socks And my two-legged was in a terrible quand'ry When I filched an entire basket of laundry! (B part) Whenever I'm in an industrious mood And I've run out of objects to steal I fill all the corners with pieces of food So I can have a quick pick-up meal! oh. . . (A part) I epitomize the prevailing belief That a ferret's an accomplished, superlative thief I pilfer and plunder, I raid and ransack And I never (no, never) give anything back! c 1993 Cait Poulechat Kate Pappas and Emmett Kelly Point-3 [log in to unmask] thank you thank you thank you (bow) p.s. ok, I've sent y'all mine, and I know some of you have your own, which I'd *love* to have (hint, hint. . .) thanx again! [Posted in FML issue 0694]