We read today’s strip with some dismay
Thick has lost his jaunty beret
It was there only yesterday it must be said
Covering up his little pointy head
Oh what a cruel twist of fate
There is no covering for his pate
The sounds of his flatfeets
Echo down those mean streets
Thousand dollar bills he hopes to find
He really is out of his mind
Mingling with those less fortunate than he
He seeks to end the good Samaritans’ spree
His uses his razor-like wit to blaze a path
Pity his efforts are effective only by half
Cruising the streets dressed as a bum
He hopes that he will finally get him some
Clues that will help break this case
But I think he’ll fall flat on his face.
We read today’s strip with some dismay Thick has lost his jaunty beret It was there only yesterday it must be said Covering up his little pointy head Oh what a cruel twist of fate There is no covering for his pate The sounds of his flatfeets Echo down those mean streets Thousand dollar bills he hopes to find He really is out of his mind Mingling with those less fortunate than he He seeks to end the good Samaritans’ spree His uses his razor-like wit to blaze a path Pity his efforts are effective only by half Cruising the streets dressed as a bum He hopes that he will finally get him some Clues that will help break this case But I think he’ll fall flat on his face.
You are welcome Bill T.