Sure the dwarves
yo-ho’ed yo ho’ed
through the woods
on the way to work
–but they took HWY 163 home—
less singing along to the radio, too,
since
Quirky was tone deaf,
Weary was too bushed,
Leery never knew the right lyrics in the first place,
and Doc had his hands full with Sneezy & Dopey. . .
Only Happy clapped along en route
–it was his drop top—
and that’s just what those mind states did
–back at the homestead–
donned 7 PJ’s,
and hit the bunks
right at 9:15,
and never mind about So Right
who was out the window, anyway,
travelin’ in the opposite direction.
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