I'm the Mayo of Burgah Tahown
You may not see me, but I'm around
The pool is full of dreamsicles
While the little ones sit criss cross Apple sauce
They want to be the next ones in
As smooth as Whisky and Gin
They stare into the cotton candy clouds
I couldn't be anymore proud
They play tictac in the Oreo crumbs
Talk about why there's chicken fingers, but no thumbs
The sweet Ocean Water in the pool
Makes even the toughest meathead drool
It's a hot and sticky Sundae
The bagle bites just want to play
Look to the sky and Take 5
Today may not be your Payday,
But whatchamacallit, what's the saying?
First their sour, then their sweet
A sundae is hard to beet
When you feel yourself about to frown
Remember, I am always in Burgah Tahown
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