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Luke is taking piano lessons with Anne Silverman. Despite his cerebral palsy he has surprising stamina in his otherwise weak core fingers on his left hand to stay on the keys. Nevertheless, he loves plunking out melodies and did just that one day while practicing before his lesson. Meanwhile Owen was drawing pictures on a nearby white board. With only red and black markers to choose from, Owen first drew a crab and then a pig rolling round in the mud. Bouncing back and forth between the two boys, with my guitar in hand, I began a little song. Anne came: we added a little more piano, she played with some of the lyrics and gave a few ideas for a melody change in the 4th verse. Owen and Luke gave their final approval and now want to add a verse about the two animals getting on a train and going for a ride. Perhaps there is more to this song . . . |
Rolling in the Mud by Tim Seston Ba Da Da Da Da Da Ba Da Da Da Dum Ba Da Da Da Da Da Ba Da Da Da Dum Once there was a pig rolling in the mud When a crab came and pinched his toe What were a crab and a pig doing in the same place Well that's anyone’s guess because I do not know Well the pig said to the crab, "Why did you just pinch me so hard?" And the crab said to the pig, "Why are you here rolling round in my back yard?" The pig said, "It just seemed To be a cool and wonderful place To wash my belly, my back, my neck My hands, my feet, and finally my face. And I really didn't mean to be rude And I really didn’t mean to intrude But if you let me stay, I think there is a way For a crab and a pig to be friends and just play." The crab said, "I’m sorry and I hope you’re OK." Well the pig and the crab got on a train And they went off on a ride And what do you know They found a pink flamingo Who offered to be their guide Hey crab! Hey pig! It's great to meet you!!! |