Poofter’s Froth Wyoming Plans Ahead Songtext / Lyric

FZ: 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".



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 dem,

An' the Elks have helped us

Load 'em…

Little packets full of jackets

Little rackets, little rackets






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!



Everything a nation needs

For making hoopla while it feeds

The trash compactors, small reactors,

Mowers, blowers, throwers & the glowers



This is Buy-Cent-Any-All Salute (HYULK!)

Two hundred years have gone ka-poot!

(Ah but we have been astute!)

Signed:

Anon. – Wyo. Galoot