Love You Again

Verse

A pillow flies across the floor

Feeling sad it doesn't know the joy

Walking over, I open the door

How was I supposed to know noses weren't toys?

Verse

He turns to me, a sad look on his face

(The face of a pillow does not have much grace)

He said to me, "Son, you'll join in a race."

"Perhaps if you place one hundred and tenth, then I will love you, love you again."

Chorus

I cried and I cried when the pillow did speak

Saying "Nay! Nay! Nay! Nay! I'll buy you a flea!"

"That just wont do," Said the pillow to me,

"I want the race done, and I wont ask again."

Verse

I trained and I trained in the way of Exact-Place-Winning

But I could barely hold up my own Dingalamechuking

Which is a part of the elbow, as everyone knows,

responsible for creating every dog's toes.

Chorus

I never did win,

but I tried real hard,

and that's what that counts,

not edible lard.