Armadillo's Song

Once upon a Walter Mitty
there persisted in a city
a very strange and wonderful thing:

an armadillo in a willow
in a meadow in a ghetto
who at night would begin to sing.

Bleep bleep,
bobbin freep
arbee too balloo?

Pallow-wack
frick frack

And he would dance some, too.

And in this world of Walter Mitty
when folks was gettin' pretty giddy
they put on their heads upside down.

They quit that, though,
when the armadillo,
still singing in his willow,
looked like he was smiling a frown.

Bleep bleep,
bobbin freep
arbee too balloo?

Pallow-wack
frick frack

And they would dance some, too.

Cynthia G. Wagner, 1978