A Bit of Humor, In Song

Posted under: entertainment, poems & songs.

I enjoy writing poetry and songs, and occasionally I compose something less serious. The following songs I posted to add some comic relief to my blog.

FROSTY THE HIT MAN
To the tune of “Frosty the Snowman”
April 1996

Frosty the hit man
Was the most feared of his day.
He was paid to kill,
And he did it well;
So his neighbors stayed away.

Frosty the hit man
Was as sly as he could be.
His recipients
Never had the chance
To discreetly hide or flee.

There must have been a gun within
That overcoat he wore.
For every time he reached inside
There were victims on the floor.

Oh, Frosty the hit man
Wasn’t asked out much, it’s true.
Cause when he went out
With the gang, no doubt
He’d come back with one or two.

His friends would cry, “Why don’t you try
To learn a different trade?”
But he’d remark, “I love my work,
And admit that I’m well paid.”

Bangity bang bang,
Bangity bang bang.
Look at Frosty work.
Bangity bang bang,
Bangity bang—
He was more than just a jerk!

SOAP GETS IN YOUR EYES
To the tune of “Smoke Gets In Your Eyes”
Summer 1994

They asked me what was wrong
When I stopped my song.
Oh—singing in the shower
Gives you unknown power
In that relaxing hour.

I started out just fine;
Suddenly I’m blind.
Oh—so I rub my eyes.
Pain begins to rise—
Soap gets in my eyes!

So I fell, and then began to yell—
The pain was too much to bear.
Oh, that sting is worse than anything.
You wish you were not there.

Now, all my friends have said
That my eyes look red.
Oh—when your in the shower
Accidents may arise—
Soap gets in your eyes.

Soap gets in your eyes!

Comments (2) May 11 2013