THIS BLOG HAS MORE COWBELL THAN IT KNOWS WHAT TO DO WITH

Songs I’ve sung to my children, WITH FEELING, the past few days: 1) To the tune of “Doe, A Deer, A Female Deer” Jaws, a mouth, a great big mouth Teeth, those things that kind of crunch Chomp! the way sharks say hello Us, his favorite quickie lunch! Blood, which turns the ocean red Gulp, which means a shark’s been fed, Splash! which makes a swimmer pause… Which will bring us back to Jaws, jaws, jaws, jaws! 2) Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts, Mutilated monkey meat Roast toasty birdy feet French-fried eyeballs floating in a pool of...