Sunday, September 28, 2014

Dirty bricks

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mCHUw7ACS8o play this song "dirty paws"
Jumping up and down the floor,

My head is a brick 


And once there was a brick,
It had a son that mowed the lawn.
The son was an ok guy,
The bricks had a pet dragonfly.
The dragonfly it ran away,
But it came back with a story to say.

The bricks dirty paws and furry coat,
The brick ran down the forest slope.


The forest of talking bricks, 

They used to sing about the birds and the bricks.
The bricks had declared a war,
The sky wasn't big enough for them all.
The birds, they got help from below,
From the concrete and the creatures of snow.

And for a while things were cold,

The bricks were scared down in their holes.

The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing brids.
But the bricks and her furry brick friends
Took down the queen bird and her men.
And that's how the story goes,
The story of the brick with those four dirty paws.

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