Room 422, afternoon
Froggy went a-courting and he did ride, uh huh.
Froggy went a-courting and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side, uh huh.
The first couple of times that Will had heard the song, it had been a nice distraction from her homework. She'd even sang along to the bits she knew, and enjoyed the bouncy tune.
He rode 'til he came to Miss Mouse's den, uh huh.
He rode 'til he came to Miss Mouse's den,
And he said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" uh huh.
And then by the twentieth time it looped through, she was starting to get annoyed. By the thirtieth time, she was fed up by the whole thing. By the fortieth time, she'd pulled out her winter earmuffs and scarf from the closet, and had wrapped them around her head, despite the heat.
"Oh, yes sir, here I sit and spin." Uh huh.
"Oh, yes sir, here I sit and spin
With my big long tail and my peaked chin," uh huh.
It didn't seem to be coming from anywhere, and she couldn't find any way to make it stop. She'd unplugged her radio, and Teddy's radio, and the TV, and the computer, and it still kept going.
So he took Miss Mousey on his knee, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh.
So he took Miss Mousey on his knee,
And he said, "Miss Mouse, will you marry me," uh huh. ...
Seriously, if this kept up, she was going to throttle whoever was responsible for the music.
(OOC: Post open. Does this post count as writing a songfic? :) )
Froggy went a-courting and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side, uh huh.
The first couple of times that Will had heard the song, it had been a nice distraction from her homework. She'd even sang along to the bits she knew, and enjoyed the bouncy tune.
He rode 'til he came to Miss Mouse's den, uh huh.
He rode 'til he came to Miss Mouse's den,
And he said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" uh huh.
And then by the twentieth time it looped through, she was starting to get annoyed. By the thirtieth time, she was fed up by the whole thing. By the fortieth time, she'd pulled out her winter earmuffs and scarf from the closet, and had wrapped them around her head, despite the heat.
"Oh, yes sir, here I sit and spin." Uh huh.
"Oh, yes sir, here I sit and spin
With my big long tail and my peaked chin," uh huh.
It didn't seem to be coming from anywhere, and she couldn't find any way to make it stop. She'd unplugged her radio, and Teddy's radio, and the TV, and the computer, and it still kept going.
So he took Miss Mousey on his knee, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh.
So he took Miss Mousey on his knee,
And he said, "Miss Mouse, will you marry me," uh huh. ...
Seriously, if this kept up, she was going to throttle whoever was responsible for the music.
(OOC: Post open. Does this post count as writing a songfic? :) )