I liked to goof on songs when I was a kid, still do I guess. Somewhere along the line I started coming up with a hybrid of Simon and Garfunkel's Dangling Conversation and the theme from Gilligan's Island.
Honest to god, I can't hear the original now without singing the minnow would be lost...
Here's something close:
It was a three hour tour
On a now late afternoon
With Ginger, Skip and Maryanne
The Howells and Professor too
And I wonder at all the luggage
For a little trip around the bay, Gilligan you can’t fly
You can hear the Skipper roar
In the dangling conversation
dreams of lovey's thighs
Across night time's ocean skies
And you read your Emily Dickinson
And I my Robert Frost
And to this deserted island
The Minnow would be lost…
Catchy, huh?
I won't belabor it right now but I did a similar thing with the Flintstones and When I paint my Masterpiece and the sitcom Alice with the Jam's Town called malice. A show called Alice...Too much time on my brain I guess, or too much television.
In the town of Bedrock lives Barney Rubble...
I took a tramadol last night, see what happens?
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