On the Galapagos Isles

On the Galapagos Isles

(Sung to the tune of  “Under the Mango Tree”)

Under the frozen maple tree
An iguana longs for heat...
Under the spreading maple tree
An iguana has frozen feet.

Peanuts, and pumpkin, and pecan pie,
Apples, and walnuts, and cherry pie,
When I get warmer then I will tell...
If they are as good as they smell.

Under the frozen maple tree
A lonely iguana cries,
Under the frozen maple tree
Tears turn to frosty eyes.

Feathers, blue feet, and shiny beak,
A blue footed booby, can she speak?
"Come to the Isles where the wind is warm--
Much better temp for your form!"

Under the frozen maple tree
The iguana's heart is hot...
Under the frozen maple tree
A friend's love warms the spot.

(C) January 09, 2003, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

*written for Anita Cooper (the blue-footed boobie) as a part of our playful banter over going to the Galapagos together… I am the Iguana 

**I am in Frostburg, MD during a very cold and snowy winter. Anita is in St. David, Arizona teasing me about he much warmer climate.

BEAVER (to the tune of Fever)

I wrote these crazy lyrics a couple years ago as part of a Monty Python group I host elsewhere....

BEAVER (to the tune of Fever)

Never know how much I chew, yeah,
Never know how deep to bite...
When I put my teeth into wood
I'm a beaver who wants to do it right.

'Cause I'm a beaver biting in wood;
Beaver with a nasty bite;
Beaver -- give you warning!
Beaver even in the night.

Ev’rybody wants this beaver
That is something you all know
Beaver isn’t such a new thing
Beaver started long ago

'Cause I'm a beaver biting in wood;
Beaver with a nasty bite;
Beaver -- give you warning!
Beaver even in the night.


Fun brightens my playtime--
Wood for me to bite!!
Making dams all around me
And you know I chew with all my might.

'Cause I'm a beaver biting in wood;
Beaver with a nasty bite;
Beaver -- give you warning!
Beaver even in the night.

Lumber may have its own jack.
Teeth fell them the same
For when I sink my teeth into wood
You'll be calling me by my name!

'Cause I'm a beaver biting in wood;
Beaver with a nasty bite;
Beaver -- give you warning!
Beaver even in the night.

Now you’ve listened to my story
Here’s the point that I have made
Wood was made for mouth of Beaver
For beavers make it in the shade.

'Cause I'm a beaver biting in wood;
Beaver with a nasty bite;
Beaver -- give you warning!
Beaver even in the night.

What's the use of biting fern
What's the use of biting fern
What's the use of biting fern

(C) 2005, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.