We now present an old barbershop quartet piece, courtesy of Bill Tush.
(work with us by playing the music in your head)
We're afraid that your son is artistic;
He should never have taken ballet---
He's up in his flat-
in a crepe paper hat--
and hoop skirt and ribbon nosegay -
(Most-ly gay)
We're afraid that your son is artistic;
It has nothing to do with his roots-
Most often you'll see---
On the old family tree---
One branch will go forth and bear fruit-
hmmmmmmmm.
I just stumbled upon your blog tonight and it's wonderful...but the fact that you quoted an old episode of 'Tush" has elevated you to a God-like status in mere seconds. I've been singing that song, and other Tush jewels such as those by the lovely Aida Frump for the past 25-odd years.
ReplyDeleteSincere condolences on the loss of your beautiful mother & may you have a happier new year-
Marisa English
Its good to know that I am not the only one who memorized this ditty!
ReplyDeleteI only wish that I could find the skit where Santa's Reindeer stop in a bar after Christmas for a drink and I think they get Bambi for a waitress...