Involves little ole me
And the biggest meanest varmint
That you have ever seen
It's not a very pretty sight
To see a grown woman cry
But that's what the neighbors will tell you
Cause they've seen me stalking by.
This mean ole varmint is a mole
He's as ugly as sin and brown
And when he opens up his mouth
He has the sharpest teeth in town
He's made his home right on my turf.
With no permission given
And if he won't clear out really soon.
He probably won't be liven
I had a talk with him today
But he spit right in my face
It's time I wage an all out war
Or become a mental case.
So I crushed a glass and buried it
But he took a detour that day
If I could blast him to smithereens
I'd blow him up and away
I bought some moth balls and a trap
For I will never surrender.
That cheeky ball of rodent fur
Should be scarred of this hunter
Tonight I'm out at it again
That's why the neighbors wrote this song
About the crazy lady hunter
And the smartest mole in town
By Dangerous Dora
Manfred The Mole
© copyright 2001 by Dora
May 26th 2001
Pass Mouse over to see
what I want to do to Manfred
Thanks Netnanny for the graphic