[Intro: Frank Zappa]
While we're at it, we have a sort of a cowboy song we'd like to do for ya. This is a song that deals with the rapidly approaching 200th birthday of the United States of America, ladies and gentlemen! This is a song that warns you in advance that next year everybody is gonna try and sell you things that maybe you shouldn't ought to buy, and not only that, they've been planning it for years. The name of this song is (pardon me), "Poofters Froth Wyoming Plans Ahead"

[Verse 1]
Poofter's Froth, Wyoming
March Eleven Sixty-Seven
Take a letter, Ms. Abetter
An' our pigeons will be homing
To our jobbers in Dakota
And to Merwyn, Minnesota
This is merely just a note about
Performance to our quota
Well, we've all come out to show them
An' the Elks have helped us load 'em
Little packets full of jackets
Little rackets, little rackets

[Verse 2]
Little Poofter-Cloth Appointments
Little Poofter's Froth Anointments
Little hoods, little goods
Little doo-dads from the woods
The entire stock is shipping
Oh, our shod is hardly slipping!
To our markets of the world
Our wrinkled pennants are unfurled!
T-shirt racks, rubber snacks
Poster rolls with matching tacks
Yes, a special beer for sports
And paper cups that hold two quarts!
[Verse 3]
Everything a nation needs
For making hoopla while it feeds
The trash compactors, small reactors
Mowers, blowers, throwers and the glowers
This is Buy-Cent-Any-All Salute
Two hundred years have gone ka-poot!
Ah but we have been astute!
Signed: Anon. – Wyo. Galoot