Very Many Ahnymal

Very Many Ahnymal Very many ahnymal Tiny time dey vie, Den you have de other ones, Hundred years dey nigh. One ting, really, dats for sure... They ALL gonna die. Very many ahnymal, Here and there and wide, Some of dem, dey be so small, You need to magnify. Some a dem dey be so big Dey darkenen da sky. One ting is, dats for sure... They ALL gonna die. Very many ahnymal, Some be dumb as pie, Some be smart like Eye-en-stine, Some like you and I. One ting really dats for sure... We ALL gonna die. Oh so many ahnymal, Some up in the sky. Den der's doze dat walk da ground Cuz dey cannot fly. And der's some dey swim the sea Til we hook and fry. One ting surely dats for sure... Dey ALL gonna die. Many, many ahnymal In the dark dey ply. Others wally in the day, Sun up in the sky. One ting ever is fer sure... Dey ALL gonna die. Many happy ahnymals Laugh as they go by, Others sad, and others mad, And others only cry. Put em all together and... STILL dey gonna die. All these dyin ahnymals, Whats the sense and why? Why dey ever commin here? Why dey gotta die? Can't dey live forever here? Must dey hafta die? Makin room fer other ones, S'pose da reaon why. S'pose there's nothin I can do, Only hope have I: Live a long 'n happy life 'n Snuff it on the fly. Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 11 2001 11:52 PM PST, same as above   10 • 0