Disney Kind of Love

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Be The Match (Demo)

I FALL DOWN

If a woman is walking across a parking lot
What’s the chance that she might slip on the cement?
Well, I’m sure as sure can be if she walks “a lot” like me
The chance is one hundred ten percent
Cause I fall down, I fall down
I’m very well acquainted with the ground
I don’t need a patch of ice - though a reason would be nice
I just fall down, I fall down, I fall down
Now to what do I owe my prevailing lack of grace?
Is it hereditary or acquired?
It’s really hard to know when I’m face-down in the snow
Wondering how it is that I’m still unexpired
I fall down, I fall down
All my clothes are grass-stain green and dog-poop brown
I’m not graceful; I’m not smooth – I can barely even move
I fall down, I fall down, I fall down
All those years I spent learning piano: playing scales every day - I should have studied some ballet!
All that time I spent taking voice lessons: 
Singing opera and high “C”s with the greatest of ease might mean some expertise –
but does nothing for skinned knees
(spoken)  For Example:
Oh won’t you help me up, please
Help me up please!  (Tune of “O Mio Babbino Caro”/Puccini in C)
I’ve hit my head, had a concussion, woke up dazed and speaking Russian
Broke my foot, wrenched my back, in a gravity attack
Did a split on a wet floor, sprained my ankle in a store –
I don’t think I can STAND anymore
Tripped and messed up my knee, slid headfirst into a tree
Didn’t need surgery, luckily –
I’ve fallen flat on my face, and with scars you can trace evidence of disgrace I can never erase:
I’m totally unbalanced, it’s true
But at least I look good in black and blue
I fall down, I fall down
If I weren’t afraid of them, I’d be a clown
The most important trait that I look for in a mate is can they lift a lot of weight, ‘cause I fall down
I fall down, I fall down 
I don’t know why they let me walk around
The MRI tube’s like my home; Cat Scan’s programmed in my phone
If you leave me alone, I’ll fall down
I guess it’s well-known, I fall down
So please feel free to step over me
When I fall down 
©Nancy Huebner 2018

I Fall Down Demo 10-22-2019

I was ambushed as I walked out of the Acme
There were 3 of them standing in a row
With their goofy gap-toothed smiles and their pre-pubescent wiles
How could I ever snarl and say no – no!
They must have had me pegged from the beginning
When they saw what was in my shopping cart -
There were Tastykakes and pies, so those little green-sashed spies
Knew they had me from the start

The Girl Scouts are trying to kill me
They’re trying to do me in
Their cookies are delicious and the girls are so ambitious
There’s no way willpower will win.
I’m never gonna be thin . . . . (Hmm, Thin Mints . . .).

Now I’m sure they didn’t start out as assassins
I don’t think there’s a merit badge for that
But still they’ve learned to kill as they so skillfully fill
My arteries with saturated fat.
Why would they want to murder all my big dreams
Of wearing a bikini on the beach?
Summer’s 4 months away, but I can eat a box a day
So that bikini is out of reach.

The Girl Scouts are trying to kill me
I’m under a cookie attack
My newest affliction is a glucose addiction:
My life’s become one unending snack
Of chocolate covered peanut butter crack.

Give me some mo’a Samoas
Hand me some more s’mores
And how can I say no to a Do-Si-Do
A cookie no one sane ignores
What kind of person recoils from a box of Trefoils
When they don’t even have any hydrogenated oils?
(Wait, what did I just say?  No hydrogenated oils???  Then they aren’t THAT bad for me!)

The Girl Scouts aren’t out to kill me -
How did that thought get in my head?
I must have had a sugar rush that turned my brain into mush.
They wouldn’t kill me - sales will plummet if I’m dead!
The Girl Scouts aren’t trying to kill me
Girl Scout Law says murder’s wrong.
I wish I could avoid becoming so paranoid
Now I guess I have to re-think this song
I mean, who cares what I look like in a thong?
Hey hand me another Tag-a-Long!

© Nancy Huebner 2019

Girl Scouts Are Trying To Kill Me

Democracy

What Music Means1 - 1/20/20, 11.58 PM.m4a

When your birthday gets canceled
Well what’s a girl to do
when you can’t see friends and family 
And what’s worse they can’t see you
When everyone is hibernating
 Instead of celebrating
Just pour yourself a big old glass of wine -
Say “Screw it – I’m staying 59!”
Covid 19
You’re really mean
You’re ruining our family routine
It’s Donna’s birthday – she’s supposed to be the queen
Instead you’ve got her worrying if her hands are clean

Now everyone loves Donna
She is the loving glue
That keeps us all together
In our mixed-up family stew
She deserves a cake – not a pandemic outbreak
We’ve canceled the balloons and the clown
Corona just won’t let us party down
Covid 19
 You are obscene
You’ll be sorry when we find a good vaccine
You’re a nasty virus - Far from desirous
It’s time you hit the highway -
So we can celebrate 
Donna’s special day

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