It used to be that "Twinkle twinkle little star" was Michael's favourite cure-all song. Not anymore. Now it is "Old Macdonald". This is rather unfortunate as it forces us to use our memory and inventiveness during the song. It is bl**dy exhausting too! In desperation this evening, there were some very strange things on Old Macdonald's farm which would probably result in a visit from the RSPCA. On his farm were the following:
Ducks
Chickens
Geese
Horses
Cats
Dogs
Donkeys
Sheep
Cows
Pigs
All fine and very appropriate so far... then we had...
Cuckoos
Owls
A bit of a stretch, but ok... then...
Bears
Lions
Howler monkeys
Dirty pants (with a squelch squelch here and a squelch squelch there...)
Old Macdonald had obviously lost the plot at this point, in addition to soiling himself.
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