Just inside a little shed
‘bout 3 steps to your right
there’s a big ol’ honker of a phone
it really is a sight.
Then if you turn around again
and look outside you’ll see
the Ozark mountains overhead
standing majestically.
You can see my grandma’s house,
the roof with all the moss
She’s old but she’s a real good cook
I’d kill for her cranberry sauce.
The phone that I have talked about
The one that’s big as me
it used to be her phone as well.
This whole shed’s hers, you see.
If you’re asking why I wrote this,
It’s because of a certain monkey whom
I can name and because his descendants
whom I never knew predicted the fall
of George Clooney and Barbera Streisand.
Hold on Tracy, I’m coming.