Dry Bones wrote a song about some vest.
At the Koopa Mafia HQ, Dry Bones and Goomba were talking about NOTHING but Puppies.
meanwhile at the Koopa Mafia HQ
GOOMBA: 'Ere's da puppies.
DRY BONES: (to puppies) You stay with me. You're da pick of da litter.
HEAVY: We were wrong about Don Bones about this one.
GOOMBA: Are ya sure ya wanna go through dis, boss? You do 'ave a very full wardrobe as it is.
DRY BONES: Yes, but not COMPLETLY full... for you see...
SEE MY VEST
Performed By: Dry Bones (and the Bowsa maid)
Written by: Blu Scout and Red Sniper
Some men hunt for sport,
Others hunt for food.
The only thing I'm looking for
Is an outfit that looks good.
See my vest, see my vest,
Made from real gorilla chest.
Feel this sweater, there's no better
Than authentic Irish Setter!
See this hat, 'twas my cat.
My evening wear, A vampire bat.
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino!
Grizzly bear underwear,
Turtles' necks, I've got my share.
Beret a poodle on my noodle it shall rest!
Try my red robin suit,
It comes one breast or two...
See my vest, see my vest, see my vest.
Like my loafers, Former gophers,
It was that or skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound fur tuxedo would be best...
So let's prepare these dogs,
MAID: Kill two for matching clogs!
BONES: See my vest!
See my vest!
Oh please, won't you see my veesssst!
DRY BONES: I really like da vest!
GOOMBA: I gathered ya.
HEAVY: He will make tuxedo out of poor puppies!
HEAVY AND WARIO: WALUIGI!
WALUIGI: Sorry, you gotta admit it, it's catchy!
TO BE CONTINUED...'''''PART THREE: SNEAK PEEK
ATTENTION: This sneak peak tells us when it is real or not. Don't ask.
Then, there was trouble. A cartful of babies skidded down an old, rusty section of track. HEAVY saw the whole operation with anger! He wasn't impressed at all!
HEAVY: We must stop little cart! We must pull bomb cart to where they start!!
HOMER: Did you just rhyme?
HOMER: Good (punches HEAVY in face)
(Sneak peek ends.)
PART THREE COMING IN SUMMER 2012!