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meet bob pete
my name is bob pete
and i sit in my seat
in the middle of the street
in the blazing hot heat.
it's so hot out here, there's no need for a sheet
but if you made me an ice cream, that would be a large feat.
and speaking of that, the time has come for me to eat
would you be nice enough to bring me some wheat?
i'll introduce you to the man on the street
he's a very nice fellow i'd like you to meet
he's a little old fellow by the name of jay
i haven't talked to him for nearly a day
you like moldy hay?
so do i, and so does ray.
what's that you say?
did you ask for some clay?
but of course, i've got some that's gray!
i'll give it to you if you bring me a tray!
what? you think you're in my way?
no.. no.. it's here that you can stay.
at least until the tornado is out of the way.
but before you leave, for that clay you must pay,
or else i may get angry and throw you into the bay!
but for you that would not be okay.
because at the bottom of the bay you would lay!
yes, you would be there until the end of the day!
but you know, i wouldn't do that kind of thing to you, sir.
indeedly yes, for i know that i am so truly sure.
i wouldn't even do that to an animal coated in fur.
because, if i did that, the animal would go "grr!"
and i am certain, that it would NOT purr.
the water in that bay is so cold it'll make you go "brr!"
and people to rescue you, they would not be easy to lure
what's that? you've had enough of my gab?
you say that i go on and on and all i do is blab?
fine, then! if you're going to be like that, then just hail a cab!
just leave, go! just go away, you king crab!
leave the premises now or it's you i may nab!
wait... come back... don't forget your pork slab!
maybe next time i'll slip him a tab..
