i had a dog named windy pine
who was born under a bad sign
and an old orange cat named uncle phil
who slept on the archbishop’s windowsill
the bishop had a maid named mrs crumb
who kept the poor man under her thumb
he kept a bottle up on the shelf
because he just couldn’t help himself
they all went to church in a leaky boat
until they were old enough to vote
they voted for mckinley in the last election
after much thoughtful introspection
the town went broke when they burned down the mill
if hoover doesn’t get you, roosevelt will
william jennings bryan was a friend of mine
they let him out of jail when i paid his fine
out in the desert they built a bomb
and dropped it with a suave aplomb
they say things will never be the same
and that would certainly be a shame
i have roamed the earth since it was flat
if you know this, i know that
i taught moses everything he knew
and some of it was even true
if you see me sitting under a tree
know that my wisdom is all free
some day it will all be gone
but the road keeps running on
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