I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah
Don’t matter if it’s costly
Or if the stuff was free
What’s jivin’ is how easy
It is to get to, see?
‘Cause I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah.
I sneak up in the night
When the Momma’s outta sight
I slither and I slink
To get the wooly thingk.
‘Cause I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah.
A stone skein tanglah
Don’t matter if it’s costly
Or if the stuff was free
What’s jivin’ is how easy
It is to get to, see?
‘Cause I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah.
I sneak up in the night
When the Momma’s outta sight
I slither and I slink
To get the wooly thingk.
‘Cause I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah.
They gave me a Kong Wubba
It’s tougher than my Bubba.
The Hoover’s all wore out,
But the Wubba is still stout.
But I’m a yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah.
I got my neck some bling
Love the sound of it, “Ching, ching”
But nuthin’ beats the string,
It’s the only, every thing.
‘Cause I’m the yarn manglah
A stone skein tanglah!
The…
Notorious…
Baby…
Gee..
(whispered) “yarrrrrn MANGLAH!”
1 comment:
Heee hee! While I know you're feeling yarn-pain, that is too funny.
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