Little Boxes, little Boxes,
Little Boxes with Ovens and orgy Beds,
Little Boxes of Ticky-Tacky and made for ugly Birds.
There was the first one, killed by Igor,
Then a second one, that even that got Mortis Rigor,
They were both made of Ticky-Tacky,
and they looked much the same.
And the Baker went into business,
In the second box, made of Ticky-Tacky,
He baked Muffins for all the Hicky-Hacky
And some were made of Hashmeal,some were onionred,
Some were full of Garlic, but tasted Gingerbread.
But the Muffins in the little Box made him good cred.
Then came Arnold,on visit, the whole way from Leeds,
But he got a Big Tantrum, from the baked Weeds,
So he attacked the little Box, built of Ticky-Tacky,
And Huh, he made it a Turkey-Kackey.
So there can't be more Muffins, in that Boxer-shacky,
And no Ticky-Tackyorgies. and no Fucky-Facky,
In the brown little Box made of Ticky-Tacky and snot.