That little light bulb above Tracys’ head
Portends something I’m sure we will dread
Rather than merely seeking out the guy
A far fetched scheme that no-one will buy
Is about to be hatched by our mighty dick
Lordy, he is really thick
What lame-brained idea has Locher wrought
Will the mysterious benefactor indeed be caught
Performing a good deed in front of every bum in town
Would be the act of a demented clown
So another day passes in Dick Tracyland
A place where reality just pounds sand
What absurdity will we see next
At what will we be sorely vexed
As Locher leads us down that garden path
Where at our expense he enjoys a laugh.
Bill Thompson, if your ideas were to be used, this would be an entertaining strip.
That little light bulb above Tracys’ head Portends something I’m sure we will dread Rather than merely seeking out the guy A far fetched scheme that no-one will buy Is about to be hatched by our mighty dick Lordy, he is really thick What lame-brained idea has Locher wrought Will the mysterious benefactor indeed be caught Performing a good deed in front of every bum in town Would be the act of a demented clown So another day passes in Dick Tracyland A place where reality just pounds sand What absurdity will we see next At what will we be sorely vexed As Locher leads us down that garden path Where at our expense he enjoys a laugh.
Bill Thompson, if your ideas were to be used, this would be an entertaining strip.