THE SILLY SONG OF DOUGHY

 My name is Doughy,

I ride in a horse and buggy,

The side of the road, I huggy,

When the tractor-trailers come around,

My name is Doughy,

My shack is small, but snuggy,

My doggie lies on the ruggy,

As I pick my banjo for some sound,

Everyone calls me, Doughy,

They all give me a huggy,

That is how I get all buggy,

Bugs eat my flesh off by the pound.

My girlfriend's name is Snooky,

She works for a syndicate bookie,

The Feds, they took a lookie,

My poor Snooky is prison bound.

THE TROLLING FOR MONSTERS SONG

Refrain: 
I troll for monsters in my little tin boat,
To give my village a fantastic feast,
And, to catch a monster historians note,
So, I'll be remembered for trolling for beast,
　

I was trolling for monsters way out in the bay,
I thought I had caught one when my line spooled away,
But, it was negative rub,
When up came the sub,
Then, the sub dove and I followed, good day.

Refrain:　

I was trolling for monsters way out in the bay,
Then, a big one swallowed me and my boat all the way,
My mind was real dizzy,
As I was digested in fizzy,
Now, as poop on the bottom I lay.

Refrain:　

I was trolling for monsters way out in the bay,
When I fell in love with a monster some fishermen say,
Our first hatched we named Barry,
Was both scaly and hairy,
He married a walrus, and moved to LA.

Refrain:

First Published Jun 22, 2013 LeighCollinBrandt.com