New Song

[catsittingstill]

Okay, I have a new song that people might like. Here are the lyrics


Peace in the Crockpot
Lyrics and melody by Catherine Faber

The mimmoths were cleaning the crockpot
They scrubbed the entire shebang
I think that they thought it a joke that meant naught,
But these were the words that they sang.

Visualise peace in the crockpot
And peace in the crockpot will grow
And peace will spread out from the crockpot
To everywhere dinner will go.

I think that all humans are family--
It seems like a shame we should fight.
It sounds good to me, so I'll go and buy peas
There'll be peas in the crockpot tonight!

I mean to unlimber my crockpot
Like the peas-maker I am.
There'll be peas in the pot, staying burbling hot,
With some slices of honey cured ham.

Won't you come over for dinner?
Bring us whatever you care
Turnips, barley or rice, baby carrots are nice
And of course any peas you can spare!

The plate scrapings go in the compost
Unmarked in the evening's mirth
As they give up the ghost into mulch, we can boast,
In the words of the toast, "Peas on earth!"

Comments

[catsittingstill.livejournal.com]

Thanks. When I saw them being so helpful, I just had to get a picture. I just know they were up to something, though, and I'm kind of worried that I haven't figured out what it was.