The Web Poetry Corner - Wesley A. Storer - Sat Schqueaky Bass Drum
Sat Schqueaky Bass Drum
by
Wesley A. Storer
On sa day I vas born vat did I hear?
Mine Fodder playing sat Gott Tam
Squeaky Bass Drum
Ven I get bigger and go to sa church
Vat is it you sink I should hear
Mine Fodder in sa Church Choir
Playing sat Gott Tam squeaking bass drum
Ven you graduated from sa High School
Vat vas it sat you heard?
Me in sa band playing sat Gott Tam
squeaky bass drum
On sa day of mine vedding
Mine bride to be ran out of sa church
Ven in sa vedding march she heard
Sat Gott Tam squeaking bass drum
I made sa million dollar rock n roll hit
But sa big city D.J. vudden play sit
He heard sat Gott Tam squeaky bass drum
I got drunk and spilled oil on sa floor
And slipped and banged mine head on sa door
Trying to fix sat Gott Tam Squeaking
Bass drum
I got in sa dumps and I got in sa grump
And I took sa drum to sa dump
But it duz no goot for you see
Ven sleeping I hear sat squeaky bass drum
Ven I am dead down under sa Earth
And above I hear a funeral dirge I bet
I hear sa Got Tam squeaking bass drum
If by grace I get to sa Pearly Gates
I bet I vont have verey long to wait
To hear sea angel named Gabriel playing
zat gott tam squeaky bass drum
If I go down to sa devil I greatly fear
He vill be zerr tormenting my ears
Mit sat Gott tam squeaking Bass Drum