Tiger, tiger cut and paste
Lord this strip has become a waste
Boring script, questionable art
Were does one really start
We had hopes (we really did)
Maybe this time they wouldn’t kid
Circus freaks, deadly trapeze
On these things we eagerly seized
Tracys there to see a crime
Oh the possibilities were sublime
A pig on wheels, elephant foo
Surely the writer knew what to do
Then the days came to pass
With Tracy just sitting on his bleeep
Day passed into another day
Much to our great dismay
Characters came and characters went
All inside that stinking tent
Where was the detective we all knew
Sadly he’s mired in this goo
That has become our daily fair
Causing us to pull our hair
Evil in the guise of a clown
Will he put old Tracy down
Ever so slowly we twist in the wind
Looking forward for this to end.
Tiger, tiger cut and paste Lord this strip has become a waste Boring script, questionable art Were does one really start We had hopes (we really did) Maybe this time they wouldn’t kid Circus freaks, deadly trapeze On these things we eagerly seized Tracys there to see a crime Oh the possibilities were sublime A pig on wheels, elephant foo Surely the writer knew what to do Then the days came to pass With Tracy just sitting on his bleeep Day passed into another day Much to our great dismay Characters came and characters went All inside that stinking tent Where was the detective we all knew Sadly he’s mired in this goo That has become our daily fair Causing us to pull our hair Evil in the guise of a clown Will he put old Tracy down Ever so slowly we twist in the wind Looking forward for this to end.