Ala bam a
Have you ever noticed the air of spring,
A fragrance that's so devine?
When falling rain gently covers,
The grass and honeysuckle vines.
The scent of a lady, freshly bathed,
With powders and perfumes and such,
All of our senses reach out in envy
The sweet smells we adore so much.
But now and then we experience an odor,
That catches us way off guard,
You're really unsure where it came from?
But you'd guess a local barn yard
It enters your nose in the usual way,
And you recognize it as Old Balladeer,
The colognes he wears are "Catch of The Day"
And sometimes Barnyard Hil-figger.
[This message has been edited by Toerag (edited 09-15-99).]