I was drawing from this old hand gunning book and thinking about some stuff I saw on Sean Star Wars‘ web site, and that Bob Wills song Roly Poly popped into my head. Hopefully something will come of it.
Lyrics by the Great Fred Rose:
Roly Poly, eatin’ corn and taters
Hungry every minute of the day
Roly Poly, gnawin’ on a biscuit
Long as he can chew it it’s ok
He can eat an apple pie
And never even bat an eye
He likes everything from soup to hay
Roly Poly, daddy’s little fatty
Bet he’s gonna be a man someday
Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread and jelly 20 times a day
Roly Poly eats a hearty dinner
It takes lots of strength to run and play
Pulls up weeds and does the chores
Runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
Roly Poly, daddy’s little fatty
Bet he’s gonna be a man someday