An original poem by Bob Randolph
Bones
Bones, Bones, Bones, them Bones
What Bones?
You know, them Bones
Bone Jour and Bone Ami
Bury those French Bones
There must be other Bones
Well there is
Bones knows music and
Bones knows all that other stuff
What does Bones really know?
Bones on Bones or
Chocolate Bone-Bones
Bones are connected, you know
You mean as in Tele-Bone
Bell Tele-Bone, that has a ring to it
How does that grab you?
Gets you in the funny Bone
Well time to move my Bones.
Bone Jour!
Ha Ha
Cute!
Steem On!
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