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“Snow and then some!”
Uphill Battle
Ride, ride, ride your bike
Gently up the hill
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a chill
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“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella?
These people are my fans,
and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing,
I can stand in the rain”
Bobby Darin
Umbrella
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
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“The only thing I ever throwback on Thursdays are drinks”
Songs for Throwback Thursday
We all love songs and singing, so for this weeks Throwback Thursday, a few posts dedicated to songs, naturally 😉 So here they are, direct from the archives: Let the rapping begin!
Life is a Musical
Can Do Attitude
Uphill Battle
Umbrella
A Singalong for Caturday
The Gun Rap
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“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
A Singalong for Caturday
Cats, cats, cats
I see a lots of cats
Cats over there
And cats over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
Oh, look at the pretty cat
In the window there
What window, where?
Over there, over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
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“The world’s most famous and popular language is music” Psy
Life is a Musical
Luck be a lady
Don’t be shady
Roll on those dice
Bring me nothing
But blue skies
Today
All day long
Singing along
Dancing, prancing
Even romancing
In the rain
Real life
Down the drain
Feels like
Witchcraft
Sorcery
No worries
Of groceries
When I’m riding
On this plane
All is fine
There is no time
To slow down
Get me to
Funky town
My life is
A musical
Today
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“When in Rhyme do as the Rhymers do”
The Gun Rap
My name is Gun
I am a lot of fun
Some call me ‘Nilla
I am here to chilla
Here are some facts
Seven to be exact
Guess that is the most
You’ll find about this host
I am a wannabe writer
And maybe a little brighter
Than you might think
While you let that sink
I will continue my rant
In the form of this chant
Even though I really can’t
Sing, dance or ant?
“What? Ant? That is not a verb!”
“I was trying to rhyme -erb”
“If you can’t rhyme, stay out of the kitchen”
“Why are you so bitchen?”
“Enough with the rhyme!”
“Fine! Now gimme a dime and lets get back to the rap!”
The three letters
Best defining my efforts
Photography, Poetry
And P…
“Oops, can’t say that out loud on television <smirks>!”
“We’re not on television! This is a written blog you dumbass!”
“Hey, you said ass! That is mighty sass of you!”
“Argh! I give up!”
“Great, now back to the rap!”
Well, the last of the three
Is for me to know and for thee
To find out
Oh, do not pout!
I am a non-smoker
And I like to play poker
No just kidding
Seemed more fitting
Now to end this rap
I had to fill the gap
And already told you more
Than I intended for
Word!
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“Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off” Ira and George Gershwin
Can Do Attitude
You say neither, I say either
You say potato, I say tomato
Potato, tomato
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say sell, I say buy
You say it can’t be done
I say it will be fun
Oranges, apples
What the hell happened?
They don’t rhyme
I don’t mind
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m boring
I say you snoring
You say it’s very bad
I say don’t be sad
Boring, snoring
“What the hell happened to this, song(?)?”
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say it’s a fake
I say a piece of cake
You say you’re such a jerk
I say it will work
Jerk, work
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m obsessive
I say I’m positive
You prefer negative
I say my glass is full
“What?
You keep loosing the rhyme!”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore!”
“No, I’m just sore,
Because you keep singing off key!”
“Oh, please,
You are even worse, and don’t try to flee!”
Worse, off key
Let’s call the whole thing off
“OK, so let’s try this again one more time?”
“Fine! And this time make it rhyme!”
You say I like it plain
I say you aren’t quite sane
You say It’s not so simple
I say smile and get a dimple
Simple, dimple,
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m going home
I say you don’t like it alone
You say let’s end this song
I say play the gong!
Song, gong
Let’s call the whole thing off
“So what now?
You’re just going to quit?”
“Yeah, that is the idea in ‘going home’, as in leaving!”
“So then, we must part?”
“Oh don’t me smart, have a heart!”
“Maybe try one more time, my way?”
“Like the song title or the highway?”
“No, with the positive attitude!”
“Without the platitude?”
“Fine?”
“Wine?”
*Snort!*
You say I like it here
I say I like everywhere
You say maybe we can
I say let’s can can!
Can, can, yes we can
Let’s call the calling off, off
Now!
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“Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars”
Gary Numan – Cars
Yellow Mini-marine
We all want to drive a yellow Mini-marine
A yellow Mini-marine, a yellow Mini-marine
Life is fun in a yellow Mini-marine
A yellow Mini-marine, a yellow Mini-marine
I also wanted one for me
A yellow Mini-marine, a yellow Mini-marine
But turned out there was a larger fee
For a yellow Mini-marine, a yellow Mini-marine
So instead I went out to ski
Instead of driving a yellow Mini-marine, a yellow Mini-marine
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“Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars”
Gary Numan – Cars
Just a Rent-A-Car
Just another rent-a-car
Down on the beat
I can drive you really far
Even in this damned heat
I may not be a smart-car
But I know every street
Just put down the cigar
Step inside and take a seat
I will take you on a tour
Ever so lovely and grandeur
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“I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I’m gone” Steven Wright
Baby, I Can Drive My Car

Setting the scene
Pedal to the metal
Nerves unsettled
Giving it some gas
A little more for the blast
Overheating the machine
The engine is revving
Feels like heaven
Seeing is believing
The stress finally relieving
All the senses perceiving
No time to scoff
No time to fear
The moment is here
The road ahead, clear
Blast off!
Baby I can drive my car
Even though I’m not a star
Still I’m getting very far
Performance getting up to par
And maybe I love you babe