Arg, that contest costs MONEY man! That blows, I wanted to enter (yes, I consider 20$ too much to enter a mere contest, no matter what the prize may be, call me a cheap bastard). Pass that pen here Billy Bob, I'll write us up a song, Or perhaps I'll pen a sonnet if the melody sits all wrong, Hand me down a crayon and I'll draw mighty oak, Cuz of all my brother masons I'm the quickest with a joke, catch me in the right light you'll see my shape's shaped to please and If I shake my trousers down, I'm hung just above my knee You may have difficulty cathin breath when tell you my wieghty name I'm the one that told ya, told ya so, They call's me Puddin' Taine...