Stop Draggin' my Efrau around! A silly OLS Jim Hawking poem by Tsukasa-kun
I wake up one morning and I hear it again.
Oh, no! I jump out of bed to see.
I look out the window and next to the garbage tin
Is a police car next to my Efrau, serious as can be!
I pull on my clothes, and run out the door,
Then ran back in, forgetting my shoes
I trip back out, running all the more,
But alas, I am too late. Boo hoo.
Why, oh why, do they have to do this?
Efrau is not to blame!
I haven't even given it a morning kiss
And putting all soap operas to shame.
Stop draggin' my Efrau around,
It's not just a silly song!
As stupid as it sounds,
I will prove you wrong!
I go to the police station
To take my baby back
I barely stand at the counter, awaitin'.
It's too early, I wanna once again hit the sack.
Finally, I find her, once again with too many parking tickets.
Poor thing in a cage.
I just turn to the officer and tell him to stick it,
Hiding the fact that I'm also underage.
Next day, I wake up
And there she is, next to the garbage tin.
I run out there with a coffee cup
And hug her, saying, "My Efrau, I'm never leaving you again!"