There was a man, an arrogant man, his name was Honorificabilitudinitatibus.
There was also another man, his name was, Floccinaucinihilipilification.
Honorificabilitud initatibus,
was a proud man, Floccinaucinihilipilification was more contradictive, and disliked Honorificabilitudinitatibus. So they sat at the end of a dock one day. This day was boring for the both of them. A bird flys from the apex of a tree, landing next to the two, her name was Élan, she says,
“Can I solve this onus, minatory, stygian, making Gemutlich?"
The angst of Honorificabilitudinitatibus came. But! Before the water at their feet swam a fish, his name was Contretemps, he said to Honorificabilitudinitatibus, and Floccinaucinihilipilification, "The both of you are being rather hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian."
Reaching the safety of the trees, he waved to his friends to come on.
Tickwater watched, wondering if he was somehow in the Twilight Zone. Maybe he was asleep? He wished he hadn't eaten that cheese sandwich just before going to bed the night before. 'ouch' he whispered, as he pinched himself.
Further out at sea, a small fort sat in the shipping lane. Around the base, movement could just be seen as creatures swam near the surface of the water towards the shore.
"this is not the time we are suppose to be at, Doctor'Explained Sarah. " I know that, The tartis is having a malfunction. Tickwater wondered who these things were and hid behind a large tree.
He came out of his slumber looking up at a starlite night. "How long had he been out?" He wondered and there between the rocks the object still sat. Tickwater didlodged the object and studied it. Some kind of Christal.
The object started glowing in a pulsating mood. Tickwater waided near it and became hypnotozed by it. He ended up droping down into the water with his head back looking at the sky. Head started spinning before he ended up fainting.
Walking along a brook a dwarf, named Tickwater, just kept watching an white object floating down it. He picked up a good sized branch to try retrieving the object with no success...
check the link for that. The book this is found in doesn't have that part. Like all good storytelling type stories, they get "tweaked" depending on who is doing the tellin....
Groucho: hahaha.. OMG.. how fun.. I have never heard that song before.. I will have to save this and sing it along with my son.. Thanks for the chuckle...!
Once upon a time there lived in the woods,
A boss little girl named Riding Hood.
I don't mean blue,
I don't mean green,
I don't mean yellow or aquamarine.
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point left with right index finger),
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point right with left index finger),
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point forward and down pistol-style with both hands),
Red Riding Hood!
(Snap, two, three, four.)
Granny threw her back out on her skateboard on day,
So Red took her goodies and a tube of Ben-Gay.
"The busses aren't running and the 'vette's in the shop,
So I'll hoof it to Granny's house, clippity clop!"
I said clop! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point left with right index finger),
I said clop! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point right with left index finger),
I said clop! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point forward and down pistol-style with both hands),
Like clippity-clop!
(Snap, two, three, four.)
She was half way to Granny's a-singing a song,
When a big bad hairy wolf came walking along.
"Hey, hey, little girl, what's your hurry today?"
"Get lost!" said Red, and she went on her way.
But the wolf beat Red to Grandmother's pad
He threw her in the closet (OOOH!)* and got in the bed.
When Red got there, she was really grossed out
To see a fuzz-faced Granny with a big long snout!
She had bloodshot eyes and big sharp teeth,
A big pot belly and stinky feet.
"Come closer, my dear," said the wolf in disguise.
"All the better," said Red. "for YOUR surprise."
Then Little Red jammed a twinkie up his nose.
She stuck gum in his hair and stepped on his toes.
With one big kick, he was out on his tail.
All the way down the road, you could hear him wail.
(Snap, two, three, four.)
These days wolves don't go to good,
When they pick on girls like Riding Hood.
I don't mean blue,
I don't mean green,
I don't mean yellow or aquamarine.
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point left with right index finger),
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point right with left index finger),
I said Red! — (clap) — Uh uh! (point forward and down pistol-style with both hands),
Red Riding Hood! Yeah!
I can't find the author but the rap can be found in the book Crazy Gibberish by Naomi Baltuck. It's also located here:
Nirvaa wrote me asking to find a replacemnt mod for her. Rose accepted taking over. If anyone else is interested in modding on this board, please PM me.
Now.. if I had copied and pasted the material from that site.. and posted it directly to the board.. then I would have to give direct credit.. but, since I made a brief heading and gave the link.. No.. I don't have to site the author.. :)
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