The Dancing Raccoon
In the break hour of thy day
A raccoon has come to play
Lured by black gold
Why is this fucking Raccoon so bold
Our battle was to be at bay
Because this Raccoon has come to play
Under the moon
He dances around
Quickly leaping and prancing across the ground
The toys in this yard are used all-day
For this, Raccoon has come to play
Its fun playing alone
But that's till others are known
This Raccoon has come for me
Trying to get closer, you best believe
It gets to a point I'm blown away
But the Raccoon is just so gay
For this, Raccoon has come to play
I starting to feel a little scared
But this feeling is unshared
This Raccoon is curious so
I hold the shovel, ready
Ready for the deathblow
It gets to a point I'm done fooling around
It is time to put my foot down
I grab the hose and start to spray
But this is at the Raccoon's dismay
and now he is afraid
For this, Raccoon has come to play
And all I see is a stray
What a sad day