Compilation Album

I always knew I'd have a musical child.  Wish it hadn't manifested exactly like this.

You are my sunshine, my poopy sunshine.  
You make me happy, when poops are grey.
You'll never know, poop, how much I wuv you.
Please don't take my poopies away.

Maybe I'm missing an opportunity, however.  There are so many compilation albums out there, and everyone loves a pretty face like Graham's.  Perhaps I should pull together his best performances and pawn them off on some other unsuspecting, childless music lovers. 

On top of pahsgetti, all covered in cheeeeeeese,
I lost my old meatball, when somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table and on to the floor,
And then my yucky meatball rolled... it rolled...
Mommy, where did the meatball go?  (To the garden, Graham.)
It rolled to the garden, right over to-- around, by the bush.
And then my poor meatball was nuffin' but mush.
The mush was so tasty, nobody could see,
And the next time the meatball was, the next summer,
It be'd a tree.
The tree was all covered with beautiful moss,
And on it growed meatballs and pahsgetti sauce.
So if you eat pahsgetti all under some cheeeeeeese,
Hold on to your meatballs, and don't ever seize.  Ahhhh choo!

Let's not forget the classics!

Twintull, twintull little star,
I wonder about what you are.
Up around the world up high,
Like a diaper in the sky.
Twintull, twintull little star,
How I wonder where you went.

And, because fall is nearly upon us and fall is the inevitable precursor to winter and Christmas, you can now fill your home with the warmth of the holiday spirit.  In August.

Crashing through the snow, in a fun horse open sleigh,
More the fields we in to it go, laughing on our face.
Bah, bah, bah!
Bells on the thing for Santa, you know the thing?, making spiders white,
What fun it is to hide and seek a playing game tonight!

Jingle balls, jingle balls, jingle all the way,
No, what fun it is to ride in a horse boat house chicken sleigh.
Jingle balls, jingle balls, jingle all the way,
No, what fun it is to ride in car to Old McDonald's to eat fries in a sleigh.

All this can be yours! 

No, seriously, take it.