Two Songs

The first is "The Ode to Chubby Bubby." I imagine that it is sung by Ralph Stanley, with the humorous lyrics providing a "chocolate covered pretzel" contrasting-flavors feel with his famous "high lonesome" sound.

Oh Chubby Bubby,
You're so lovely.

You've got pieces in your creases.

You've got fat on your back.

You've got moobies from drinkin' boobies.

You've got tinkles in your wrinkles.

You make mustard when you're flustered.

Your thighs are on the rise.

Oh Chubby Bubby,
You're so lovely.

Good think he doesn't understand language yet. We made this ballad up today, while sitting on the front steps.

And then the hit at 53 Hancock St. for the past month and half: "I'm the Cutest Kid."

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

I look good in everything,
including stuff that's green.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Even though I am chubby
when I used to be lean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Because I am really good,
and never, ever mean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Because my Mom and Dad
try to keep me extra clean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

And that is all we have now. Hopefully, sometime down the line we can get them recorded and put up a video.

Addendum to Ode to Chubby Bubby:

You've got chins down to your shins.

Your cheeks are mountain peaks.