"Its rudimentary, my dear Pigasaurus..."
"fundementary in an elemental sort of way."
"Like building blocks?
"And argyle socks?
"Like blocks and socks and clocks
that tic tock, tic tock, all night long..."
The esteemed Dr. Pinter
a successful inventor!
And me, his assistant
with his piece de resistance.
Oh, what joy!
Oh, what joy!"
Oh, what joy!"
"Come along, Pigasaurus...
Let's take this tin can flim-flam thing-a-ma-bob
and utilize its doo-hickey function
at this particular junction."
Pinter and Pigasaurus
A Pisces and a Taurus
donned their capes and top hats
and skedaddled down the road.
A curious crowd
grew boisterous and loud
"What sort of madness ensues at the hands of a big bad genius?"
"My dear fellow citizens...
we are all flabbergasted
and tired of being bamboozled.
There are oodles and oodles of poodles in puddles...
covered in mud-dle...
and I have discovered
the kit and kaboodle
to scuttlebut the befuddled!"
Bewildered and beguiled
every man, woman, and child
looked to the doctor and smiled.
"Show us that tin can flim-flam thing-a-ma-bob
and its doo-hickey function...
With oodles and oodles of poodles in puddles
covered in mud-dle;
they slip and they slide
and never stay dry!"
Pigasaurus watched with amusement
as Dr. Pinter flipped the switch
and the tin can flim flam twitched.
It rumbled and grumbled and shook where it stood.
It wiggled and wobbled and sputtered quite good.
And the poodles all scattered...
by the mud-dle in the puddle.
And a wild cheer did rise!
"Oh what joy!"
cried a tiny young boy.
"Fi Fi and Muffy
will stay nice and Fluffy.
And my mother will speak no more of the pound..."
There are bright times before us!
They just can't ignore us....
We are brilliant and witty and proud!"
"My esteemed Dr. Pinter
it soon shall be winter
and the puddles will have frozen
solid as a rock"
"Then skates we shall sell...
It all will go well
and our other endeavors can wait until spring!"