Today That Voice In Your Head Will Cause You Dread!

 Have to wait and see who this could be!
So today the cat is going to get you all going at your bay. For you will have much in your head by the time this is through. But it was oh so fun to come due. Even if some got stuck in my head as well, causing me quite the amount of hell.

The wheels on the bus
Go round and round, round and round.
Out don't cuss,
There is plenty more to be found.

Everybody sing this song,
Doo dah, doo dah
Never ending is wrong,
It's in your head, bah.

Who let the dogs out,
Who, who.
Some butt sniffing about,
By you you.

We all live in a yellow submarine,
A yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.
Cheating as I bellow at my scene.
Bellow at my scene, bellow at my scene.

It's a small world after all,
It's a small world after all, it's a small small world.
Which I rule at my hall,
Has your brain swirled?

I believe I can fly,
Spread my wings and touch the sky.
But I won't give it a try,
Because I may die.

The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout,
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
I guess he just had no clout,
That must have made him pout.

When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are,
You still sing that crap far,
Your mind stuck in such tar.

I've got a lovey bunch of coconuts,
There they are all standing in a row.
Appeasing to some locomutts,
Who like dressing up in a bow.

And now we are done,
With our annoying song run.
I hope you had fun.
Enjoy repeating them a ton.

Now can you speak without a tune in your head? One that causes some serious dread. You may have it in your head all day. But sing it out across the bay. You may as well make others suffer too, unless they plug their ears at the singing of you. Then a different suffering will come to pass and that is enjoyable too, to my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.