Poem/Song of the Day: BE OUR GUEST

Back in the day... okay in 1993 my friends and I used to get together and sing songs and make tapes for our brother's who were on missions and we just had a good old time being creative.  Some of these times are my fondest memories.  We only wrote one verse to this back then... the rest i wrote in 2015 and then i recorded the song and added the music.  I'm going to try to add the video but if it doesn't work it will also be posted on facebook and youtube.   I will post the links.  the maroon is what i wrote in 2015.  the black is what we wrote in 1993.  We being, Jennifer Blaylock (Jones) and Ticia Baker (Thornton).

BE OUR GUEST

Ma chere Mademoiselle it is with stomach howls

And sickening churning

 and nauseating growls

And now the gagging

 is nagging and with an

Uncontrollable urging your losing

 last night’s dinner.

Be our guest, Be our guest.  Put your stomach to the test.

Can you swallow, can you hack it can you barely choke it down?

1-2-3 up it comes, Yes by now we’re having fun.

While the florescent lights are glowing, the chunks begin a flowing.

Wipe it up!  What I mean is I need it fairly clean

but right now I’ll take the second best!

Will you wipe off my shoe?  Put on a bib or two,

and be our guest!  Be our Guest!  Be our guest!

beef ragout

cheese soufflé

pie and pudding ‘chick-fil-e

it’s never very pleasant

when you see this morning’s crescent

you are sick

and you’re pale

and you feel that you’re in hell

when you’re queasy and uneasy

and your nauseous just for breathing

when it comes you succumb

then you’re feeling oh so dumb

and it leaves an icky taste

that you can bet

it knocks you on your ass

you’ve earned the right to crash

so be our guest

though you’re stressed

what you’re needing is some rest

be our guest! Be our Guest! Be our Guest!

It is so disturbing

When those fluids are a stirring

Takes a toll

 when insides roll

 just can’t ignore

All those happy days

 when I could enjoy

Suddenly those good old days are gone!

Ten hours I’ve been thrusting

Feeling my middle is busting

It’s all so excruciating I could cry

These days I feel my body’s toxic

Specially cuz I lost it

How I hate being nauseous!

It’s a guest! It’s a guest!

Sakes alive you’re in distress

Tummy’s sore and you abhore

All of the cramping that has pressed

And you can’t help but heave

You just want some true relief

But your insides are all twisting

And you find that you’re just wishing

Is that corn? In the slop?

Hurry someone grab a mop!

Throwing up is not when we are at our best

The thing that makes you spew

Something you ate or flu?

Deep in your chest

Can’t digest

Be our guest

Be our guest

Be our guest! Be our guest!

All these things I have confessed

But sad because I cannot even get myself to dress

With each binge; come unhinged

When tummies pinch then I flinch

And the vomit keeps on flowing

It is misery that I’m knowing

Find the source; find the cure

Will it end? I’m just not sure

All I know is feeling better is my quest!

I’ve just about had enough

The last few days were rough

Be our guest

Be our guest

Be our guest

Please be our guest!!!

Be Our Guest Parody