The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry her
She ain’t heavy, she’s my mother
Pinky’s as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler’s hand
Last time we saw Pinky (Page 420), she was wearing a leotard and wimple. Has the excitement made her feel in need of a quick shower?
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry her
She ain’t heavy, she’s my mother
Pinky’s as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler’s hand
Lend a hand, would you?
Badum tss
Them’s the breaks.
I’ve heard of “Poncho and Lefty”, and “Pinky and the Brain”. Now we have Pinky and Lefty.