Me: John, thank you for breakfast. I can’t eat the bacon, though. John: What are you talking about? Me: I like bacon to be crispy. John: (puzzled) Uh, yes I know that. But I didn’t make any bacon. Me: (coming awake, realizing I dreamt it) D’oh!!
So: I have taken the liberty of writing a version that is perhaps more current, given these Covid times… My ditty goes like this:
🎶🎵 Vaccinaaation 🎶🎵
It was vaccinaaation, I know, Time for a shot in my arm, for protection Just a little jab, just a tiny stab I was saved by a quickie injection
It was vaccinaaation, I know, A second shot came along three months later Just a little poke, it really is no joke – My arm hurt like a bite from a ‘gator
It was vaccinaaation, I know, Time to get boostered, just for “insurance” Just a little pierce, just a little prick No Covid! For I have resistance! …well, 70% resistance… approximately… they’re not sure…