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Pardon my Varmint

from Bob's Drive​-​In by Bob Drake

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In the afternoon evening carbonate zone
east of Crumpling Basin, nobody's home
at the eulogy caretaker's hideout
shabby wolves from a crummy planet have come!

Could you pardon these varmints
for what they've done (or are about to do)
even after you've heard what
they do for fun? (they might do it to you)
Some would call them unsavory
worse than wolves in a film by Tex Avery
when they went into town
and really wolfed it down.

Varmint pardons, they're all the rage
varmint pardons in the cenozoic age.

I'm compelled to enquire, if you please,
could you pardon a varmint such as these,
and all its fleas
when all the things that they do
are not intended for public consumption.

Varmint pardons are the rage
in the cenozoic age
so could you pardon my varmint?

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from Bob's Drive​-​In, released October 8, 2011

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