"Out of the night when the full moon is bright
Comes a horseman known as George-o.
This bold renegade carves a "G" with his blade
A "G" that stands for George-o.
George-o, the fox so cunning and free,
George-o, who makes the sign of the "G".
He is polite, but the wicked take flight,
When they catch the site of George-o,
He's a friend of the weak, and the poor, and the meek,
This very unique Senor George-o.
George-o, the fox so cunning and free,
George-o, who makes the sign of the "G".
George-o, George-o, George-o . . .
About Me
- georgetheatheist
- The discoverer of fire and music. Follower of the American Dream (whatever and wherever that is). Graduate degree in Hospitality Management. Repo man. Motivational speaker. Bon vivant, boulevardier and a ding dong daddy from Dumas. Inventor of the bald pate head wipe and men's room urinal soap advertising. Understudy for the Ty-D-Bol man. Fluent in Meussurray. Caller to the old Bob Grant radio show and adherent of the Dr. Hermann von Kreutsch School of Psychoanalysis. A hail-fellow-well-met. The Life of the Party. A transformational figure. The sheik of chic. Clark Kent, Zorro, and Fra Diavolo rolled into one. Una vera bella figura! That proverbial talking guy at the podium standing between you and the food. Ya happy? Now, get outta here! :)
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