A blonde looked for a stone or metal bar
To break a window that was not far
A second blonde came near
And discovered with fear
That the first was locked inside her car

There once was a young man
Who didn't at all have a tan
One day at the beach
He looked like a peach
After that he needed a fan

One day I discovered with glee
"Where e'er you be, let your wind go free"
But I also discovered then
And much to my chagrin
That one plus two equals three

While with a group, and on a whim
A guy decided he'd start to run with them
But there was a stone
Sitting there all alone
And he found the ground rushing up to meet him

One day, while at her royal bash
Princess Peach wore her dress and sash
When her breathing mask fell off, there was an "ack!"
And the crowd ceased its yak
For there stood Luigi with his mustache!