Blue Moose, you saw me standing alone
Without a steak on my plate
Without a roast of my own
Blue Moose, you know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could aim for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one with marbled meat
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the Moose it smelled like peat
Blue Moose, now I'm no longer alone
Without a steak on my plate
Without a roast of my own
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
By Request
Posted by Snag at 2:25 PM
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Lovely!
Just once in a blue moose I would like to come by here and not read about moose.
Just once.
Bluuuuuuuue Moooooooooose
You're lucky snag. I once got banned for excessive chili dawg shenaniganseriei.
Tears are in my eyes.
Someone should tell someone that being Moosist is unbecoming.
Not to be confused with Mousistism or Maoistism.
I believe the term is alcesist.
Alcephiliac.
Billy, you are a damn liar. You never got banned for chili dogs. Just held down and given a wedgie until you stopped.
Unless, Shayera banned yer a double s's and AG was not informed.
Stop it, all of you, or I'll ban myself.
Yes, whatever you do, please stop or Snag will ban himself to the Moose Patch!
I thought it was an ungulist or ungulaoist.
I also thought a Moose Patch was something Snag wore in order to break his addiction to moose blogging. As if such an addiction is bad!!
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