BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
Many moons ago there were two chicks,
dreamed about singing in a band with many gigs.
Fortuna was with them, cause the dad of one chick was
a muzak guy who played the sax & the bass.
They pestered this dad, killed nerves and bone
till he agreed to gave them an audition.
the song was picked, house of the rising sun,
the dad grabbed his guitar and the mischief began.
the chicks gave all from growling to squeaks,
and suddenly tears ran down of the guitar guys cheeks.
chick one asked, are you touched, was da song too tough?
no, said her dad I’ve just tried not to laugh.
and the sentence came, it was short and brutal:
forget it girls, no stage material.
but to your comfort, that’s no beginners song.
bah! said chick two, you just played it wrong.
that bad singers were some kind of underdogs, right?
eggs-actly my friend… indeed…like you…
HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL