Moonkey's Lafe

ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou aren you in tha office and werking hencforth to pay a bill ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou did you drive back home or walkest you up wan hill ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou aren you eeting pupkorn all alone in tha room ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou or aren you really on a werk call using applikashon zoom ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou aren you practising yourn warrior three ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou have you finally mastered tha yoga pose called "TREE" ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou aren you eeting brithdate cake ninjoe ninjoe wair four art thou or aren you getting reddy wan lemon pie to bake?? hoppy pi and cake date to you!

with mine nose i gave a poke to wan ladee nin-tha-joke "put down tha mop, put down tha broom lets lock the door to the room" inside on pupkorn we shell feest you tha beauty and me tha beest! this kuld bekome wan grate tradishun wairever we eet and skip tha dishes no need to cleen, thair is no fuss no need to vacuum, thair is no muss insted yourn frand ken be tha hoover forn all tha krumbs fram here to vancouver so now i shall take mine leeve get to werk and roll up mine sleeve thairs munney to be earned forn tha pupkorn we yearned and buttoon is the man whom ken execute tha plan!!!!

When I went down To MINE back yard I steppt arownd with delikat feets When I went down To MINE back yard I cast wan sharp eye around When I went down To MINE back yard I paced up and down lake a mixed up man When I went down To MINE back yard I noted wairever tha land was bumpy When I went down To MINE back yard I stopped to eet refreshing soil When I went down To MINE back yard I took wan decishon of wair to bild When I went down To MINE back yard I sed"Ninjoke ken put wan haus rite here!" When I went up To MINE back deck I sighed with satisfakshon and sed "Mine werk is done." and got into MINE Muskoka chare

  I tole him (it is mine frand Walnut) "she wants brags so ken you git busy?!" He doesnt git it but he tried. That is him playing "where's waldo?". He doesn't git that neither. So here is hisn brag for todate brithdate brag that I had gotten to co-write edit too menny times. LAFE By Buddon As told by Walnut Leefs, Stix and Growing Grass That's wairever you lern in Klass To give respekt to mather urth And to yourn sole to give it burth Hare, Teef and Growing Nales Ken show tha passage of time prevails Some fall out and some turn grey If you grow old enuf, do hope & prey Mathers, Woks and Fresh Food Will show you luck & improve yourn Mood Wan gentile kindness or wan gift Will give yourn spirit wan grate lift Do all yourn blessings todate count and Yourn appreesheashun will mount Forn brithdate blessings do abound Fram me Walnut & Buttoon tha hounds! Hoppy Brithdate Wishes and Blessings fram nu york's finest, him and him

 hare (sanged to that toon of "HAIR" but tha original lyriks) You have asked me why Why I'm a harey guy I'm harey noon and nighty-night night My hare is wan adorable fright I'm harey high and low But don't ask me why 'Cause I don't no It's not for lack of shedding Maybe it's my bredin' Gimme a leg with hare Long, buteifull hares Floating, seethru Streaming, flaxen, waxen Give me down to thair ( hare ) Cotton candy but longer ( hare ) Here, schnitzel, thair, papa Everywair, moonkey, moonkey hare ( hare , hare , hare , hare , hare ) Grow it, show it Long as I can flow with it Mine hare I let it fly in the breeze And tha fluff gits cot in the trees Gives wan home for the flees in my hare Wan home for the flees Wan hive for the buzzin' bees Wan nest for birds There ain't no werds for tha beauty and the fluff Tha wonder of mine hare ( hare , hare , hare , hare , hare ) Show it, blow it All around tha haus as long as I ken grow it Min...

AAAAAAH MO!AAAAAH-MO! hisn peercing bark ken be herd thru tha land AAAAAAH MO!AAAAAH-MO! feel better mine darling mamman de grande amo amo he wispers gentiley in her eer amo amo feel better now mine lavely deer amo amo he has gud words of wise advice amo amo eet up sum chimken soup with rice amo amo we both aren wiser and older too amo amo i'm sending prayers & reiki to you amo amo rest up and cleer out that covid amo amo keep breething stronger and fluid amo amo i send you lave and healing licks amo amo soon you'll be up to yourn old tricks GIT BETTER SOON! LAVE GRINDSUN

nanjo nanjo she breeths too hard upon tha stares nanjo nanjo at knight she sleeps upon wan chare nanjo nanjo feels sik & filled with bitter taste nanjo nanjo not day nor knite ken be bare-faced nanjo nanjo eets lanch inside tha kold kar nanjo nanjo wishes she were floating down tha saar nanjo nanjo eets wan vairy dried out skone nanjo nanjo chews up mine eer while on tha fone nanjo nanjo soon you will see wan helthier date nanjo nanjo i hope too soon you will feel grate lave, buttoon (in his finest tropical holidate t-shirt)