Dear Meegan,
I wrote me a new song. This is how it goes.
"A Song By Bull"
Somedays I get out of bed
Wanting to kill someone
When I get to the stables
What do I see
But a goat and rifle full o' fun
CHORUS
Gonna shoot my goat
Gonna shoot that goat until it dies
I'm Gonna shoot my
goat
Goats taste good
They really really do
They taste good with apple ‘n pie
But they taste best just raw with skin an' hide
Oh I cannot tell a lie
CHORUS
My stomach is hungry
My lips so parched
My intestines totally void
I'm gonna seek a goat to kill an' eat
One that's called Lloyd
CHORUS
Oh yeah, I'm gonna shoot my goat
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Did you like my song? My lips are blue, I made snow pancakes for breakfast.
They taste good. Hot snow- it rocks du house. Wanna go to the dentist's with
me? He's gonna fix my belly button. The place is Plaza Frontenac, the day
is November 31, and the time is 25:00. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE. Doy doy doy
doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy
doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy doy!!!
Your dumb friend,
BULLL