Thursday, September 26, 2013

Stag, a deer

Dad and I wrote this song in the Findhorn Valley. Sung to the tune of Doe, a deer.
Stag, a deer, a male deer,
Rain, water from the sky,
Measles, a disease I caught from you,
Fart, it comes out from my bum,
Soggy is my snot-filled handkerchief,
Lovely is my snot-filled handkerchief,
Teat is what you get milk from,
That will bring us back to stag, stag, stag, stag...

1 comment:

Trees Planet said...

Feeling good to your family.

Tree is our best friends in the world. Only tree who never wants any return. If want to live and keep our world safe, we must care the tree. If we plant a tree it’s returns lots of benefit. Keep the world safe and peace for your children. Do not cut the tree. So, Love the tree save the world.