The Night of Trees

Wild hog devils in the woods
Being chased by Bigfoots
The Bigfoots hit their sticks
In the night on falling trees
Like a slow rain falling
The numbers are many
Humans they avoid
Wild hogs run from them.

Bigfoot and the Kerosene Lamps

The old house full of zombies
Bigfoots outside looking in
The elfs are in the trees
The fairies are in the air
There are dung beetles on the ground
The natives send a signal
Return to the camp
Bigfoot will handle the kettle
The sun is going down
Soon wolfs will sound their call
Load the cannon
Light the kerosene lamps.

Lamer Smith Bigfoot

Are you a Lamer Smith
He is one, a Lamer Smith that is
He sits in his chair and looks at eggs
Eggs that look like round planets
Planets that begin to grow bigfoots
The bigfoots of the egg planet
Known as Lamer Smith Bigdon.
He also loves to eat Bacon
Interplanetary bacon that is free from gamma rays
Some of the bigfoots have
Had doses of the gamma ray bacon
They have become the Lamer Smith

Albino Bigfoot of Ohio

The man of Ohio said he was watching
The albino bigfoot of Portsmith
While the young and poor smoke
He watches them in seclusion
From their own backyard.
He watches out his windows in the eve
And wanders if he will return
The albino bigfoot of Portsmith.
His sound is like that of a dying wolf
His sound is that of a dying wolf.
The sound of a dying wolf.