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Following Master Carlo


Lyrics: Master Cerian Cantwr            
Music: Follow Me Up to Carlow


Chorus:
From tip to tail, teal is seen,
Even his underwear is green -
A paragon of pork and beans,
With balls on his sombrero.
Armed with tuning fork and sword,
Commander Gumby leads the corps.
Midlands march we off to war,
Following Master Carlo.
Verses:
A new man leads us off to war,
A cook who fights with music lore,
A slumlord on his third encore
The army's chief Midlander.
This man of much knickknackery;
Who's grizzled, gray, in green he'll be.
Unusual sartorially,
Our regional commander.

El capítan of crockery
Says small camps are a mockery,
Pooh-poohs such poppycockery -
Although his trailer's straining.
He's got a gross of pots and pans.
His kitchen moves by caravan.
Feed half of Pennsic, yes he can -
The food court is complaining.

He focused fights, berserker calm.
Beware him if he holds a shawm,
For woodwind blows can do you harm -
Your eardrums will be hammered.
He teaches music to the plants,
His cactus likes to sing and dance.
The succulent is well enhanced,
Of Terpsichore enamored.

Prepared for all contingency;
Musical, martial, or cookery.
The ringworm army's chief flunky,
A middle-aged Apollo.
This myrmidon of sauce and shawm
Plays reveille with the kettle on
And feeds the troops on beef bouillon.
It's Carlo whom we follow.


Lyrics © 2003 Charles Grab
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