#309 - May 9, 2008, 9:51 p.m.
*cough* Me me me me me.
To the tune of Cinderella's "Little Dressmakers"
Sings:
Syndri-elly, Syndri-elly
Night and day it's Syndri-elly
In the fire, and for breakfast
with some gravy, get her sopping
And the chasing and the hunting
They always keep her hopping
She flutters round in circles
Till she's very, very dizzy
Still they holler
Gotta capture Syndri-elly!
We can do it, we can do it
We can grab the Syndri-elly
We can cook her up so pretty
There's nothing to it, really
We'll tie a snare around 'er
Put a skewer through 'er
We're gonna have a ball
She'll be more delicious than all
In the lovely meal we'll make of Syndri-elly
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Gonna snatch the Syndri-elly
Got no time to dilly-dally
We gotta get a-broilin'
I'll cut with the cleaver!
And I can do the gutting!
Leave the gutting to the women
You go get some trimmins'
And we'll make a lovely meal of
Syndri-elly!
We'll make a lovely meal of
SYN DRY - ELLY!