Ever wonder how nursery rhymes got started? I do, when my mind is vacant and fills up with deep questions like, what prompted an old woman to live in a shoe? My thoughts drift. Mmm...
"A young artist named Carmen set out to paint shoes
Then along came a no-good named Willy the weasel
he slinked into her life and slithered next to her easel
He opened a fifth of vintage Scotch whiskey
and soon the two of them began to get frisky
Now Willy he was slower than a turtle
but young Carmen she was amazingly fertile
Carmen's much older now and wiser than before
Willy's still a weasel and she showed him the door
Then Carmen packed up and moved into a shoe
she had so many children what else could she do?"
Yeah, yeah, I know. Don't quit the day job just yet.
Yeah, you might not want to quit the day job just yet, HA. cj
Posted by: cj | 08/06/2010 at 06:12 AM