Basket's Lament
To the tune of MacArthur Park
Words by Himself

Monday night another Rhody Hash
As I shortcut far ahead
The pack followed in the park

Chorus:
Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Between the trees and shaggy pits
Along the winding path
Like a snake slithers in the dark

Chorus

A Captain's Daughter lies waiting for me there
All the sweet golden liquid flowing down
The Hare used flour in the rain
I don't think that I can make it
'Cause the water has erased it
And I may not find the beer stop again
Oh No.... Oh Nooooo.