Were you there?
I was where?
In a chair.
Were you bare?
I had hair
Like a bear
Or a hare.
What a pair.
Where’s a pear?
Said the mare
I don’t care
It’s not fair.
What’s the fare?
I don’t dare
Breathe the air
Or the glare
Of your hair
If you swear
It’s so rare.
When you tear
Up the stair
With your share
You’re an heir
With a prayer
Or a scare.
So beware
Of the snare
As you declare
Or prepare
Your earthenware
Frigidaire
Unaware
Your millionaire
So debonair
From Delaware
Wears underwear
Of horsehair.
