Dating the Muppets
This is offered with great irreverence to the talents of those I have so much reverence for--please don't sue me!
Dating the Muppets
Now, if you had told me that today I could choose
A muppet to date—well, I’d call that news.
But it’s news of a sort that has thrown me a curve
Like a bomb headed for me with no way to swerve
Dear Rowlf would be nice, he’s a good-hearted soul
And I’d get lots of exercise—strolling, you know
But the problem I see taking Rowfie on home
Is it ain’t just his feet that are likely to roam!
That Animal, wow, he’s a wild one for sure
Who could lay a kiss on you for which there’s no cure
But it just wouldn’t work I am willing to bet
‘Cause Animal still isn’t housebroken yet.
Now Floyd’s got it going, I have to be fair
And I’d like to get lost in that mane of red hair
But he’s so laid-back now and I really don’t know
If Floyd could keep up with the pace that I go.
Kermit is sweet but I value my life—
So I’ll let Piggy run—unopposed—for his wife.
And Robin’s a dear but a few years too shy
A mature gal like me needs a grown-up-now guy.
Is is safe to confess that Doc Honeydew’s yummy?
He makes butterflies start to flap in my tummy
But I want a roof that remains overhead
I just want to be loved—I don’t want to be dead!
Let’s see, there’s still Scooter, who grew up real nice
But you’d have to remove that small hand-held devise
And it might take some work to bring geek up to chic
I don’t know if I’m able—it’s been a rough week.
Now Link cuts a figure that’s hard to forget
And if looks were my thing he’s the best of them yet
But I want someone who loves me more than all others
Including, I hasten to add, his own mother.
(And although he is fine, and can croon with the best
This let’s Johnny out—and his monkey, the pest.)
Now Fozzie is someone whose cuddliness shines
And I’ve quite often wished that that bear was all mine
But I’ve got a good teddy already, you see
So the bear in the hat isn’t just right for me.
There is Rizzo, who pines for a love he can share
But the grocery bills might be too hard to bear
And with Pepe, you just never know where you stand
But it’s mostly alone with your phone in your hand.
Those old guys—no, no—they have wives of their own
And I’m old—I’m not DEAD—they can leave me alone
I’ll stay right here with Sweetums, who hasn’t a clue
What to do with a girlfriend—or even with two.
I guess you have noticed there’s one I've left out
It's the one that I pine for—and I'd like to shout
I'm ga-ga for Gonzo—it’s true as can be
And I just wish that Gonzo was ga-ga for me.
His clothes are so flashy, his hobbies so cute
And I love all the strange ties he wears with his suits
His shoes are the tops, well—the bottoms, I guess
And at my house he’d be right at home in the mess
And his furry blue fur is so soft to the touch
I won’t mind if his shnoz pokes me ever so much
If he’ll only say now that he’ll consent to be
The onliest muppet for loneliest me!
But alas, it is not mean to be, I feel sure
For the weird little guy has his own darling girl
She’s a chicken, so I guess that makes it all right
(but I might go and have Colonel Sanders tonight!)