Friday, April 18, 2014

Poem A Day, 017

Poem A Day, Day 17

Yesterday's prompt was a pop culture poem. I apologize beforehand for the parody poem I'm about to submit, but I'm not sorry. If you know Spongebob and the B-52s, you'll understand.


Crab Shack

Spongebob:
If you see a faded sign at the side of the road that says
 "15 miles to the
Crab Shack"
Crab Shack, yeah, yeah

Ms. Puff:
 I'm headin' down the Atlantis highway
 Lookin' for the patty getaway
 Headed for the patty getaway

Mr. Krabs:
I got me a car, it's as big as a whale
 And we're headin' on down to the Crab Shack
 I got me a Stingray, it seats about 20
 So hurry up and bring your jukebox money

All:
The Krusty Krab is a little old place where we can get together
 Crab Shack, baby (x3)
 (Crabs, baby, that's where it's at)

Plankton:
Sign says (woo) "Stay away, fools"
 'Cause crabs rule at the Crab Shack

Patrick:
 Well, it's set way back in Jellyfish Fields
 Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
 Patties on the fry grill
 Patties on the spatula
 Patties at the front door
 Patties on my forehead

All:
 The Krusty Krab is a little old place where we can get together
 Crab Shack, baby
 Crab Shack, that's where it's at
 Crab Shack, that's where it's at

Spongebob:
 Flappin' and a-flippin'
 Dancin' and a-prancin'
 Won't stop for nothin'
 'Cause it's hot as an oven
 The whole shack shimmies
  The whole shack shimmies when everybody's
 Movin' around and around and around and around

All:
 Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin', baby
 Folks linin' up outside just to get down
 Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin', baby
 Funky little shack
 Krabby Patty shack

Mr. Krabs:
Hop in my Stingray, it's as big as a whale and it's about to set sail
 I got me a car, like, it seats about 20
 So come on and bring your Patty money

Sandy and Squidward, alternatively:
 Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Knock a little louder, baby
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
 I can't hear you
 Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
 Knock a little louder, will you?
 Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
 I can't hear you

Squidward:
 Your what?

Pearl:
 Tin roof, Krusted

All:
 Crab Shack, baby, Crab Shack
 Crab Shack, baby, Crab Shack (Crabs, baby, that's where it's at, yeah)
 Crab Shack, baby, Crab Shack (Crabs, baby, that's where it's at)
 Crabs, baby, Crab Shack
 Flappin' and a-flippin'
 Dancin' and a-prancin'
 At the Crab Shack

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