The Monkey and the Chicken and the Rake

Veewee started singing a song from the Delta. “The monkey shoved shit in a chicken with a rake.” He speared another ball of dung. “The chicken was raw, monkey used his paw, oh sake.” He swung again. This time, the green ball of horse manure flew right and landed in the bayou’s open water. “What the monkey do,” he sang, “No one really knew.”

Steppin’, steppin’, Stepan

The drought, I did not bring it on.
Why do you blame me so?
The hot wind blows, we bake in sun.
The child watched you go.
Oh… Ann, oh…, oh… Ann, oh… Ann,
Why you leave me? Oh no…,
Oh… Ann, oh…, oh… Ann, oh… Ann,
Why you leave me?