Two French sisters on a DC-10
Sped from Dallas. Just imagine them:
Peppering their respective speeches with
Commas and cupids
And I-Don't-Wanna's, I-Don't-Think-So's

It snows here in Sasquatch Country
Where the criminal element runs free
Two singular eyes spied them
A cyclops second goes by them
When, upon their arrival, they say
(in a dispirited-but-comely way)
"I want this cyclops."

Two French sisters on a DC-10
Sped from Dallas. Just imagine them:
Peppering their respected speeches with
Commas and cupids
And I-Don't-Wanna's, I-Don't-Think-So's slow

It's slow here in Sasquatch Country
Where the criminal element runs free
One singular eye spies them
A sloppy second goes by them
When, upon their arrival, they say
(in a dispirited-but-comely way)
"I want this cyclops."