On Doobetter Hill there was so much to do.
The grass was so green and the sky so blue.
It was, as you see, on this bright sunny day,
That the Doobetterdees had gone outside to play.
They laughed and they giggled and had so much fun.
They jumped and they jiggled then started to run. 
They ran to the east and they ran to the west.
They wanted to see just who could run the best.
Then Oliver Doobetterdee fell behind.
His legs were much shorter than most of his kind.
No Oliver didn't run well, for you see,
He was always the slowest of Doobetterdees.

No Place Like Doobetter Hill 
By Michael Daniel

Now I'm as befuddled as fuddled can be,
Oliver Doobetterdee's in a tree.
And I can’t figure out why he's sitting up there,
With a wandering look and a far away stare.
Alas, he seems a bit puzzled, you see.
And that is not normal for Doobetterdees.
I wonder if Oliver's troubled? Oh dear!
Let’s listen real close and maybe we'll hear,
Just what is going through Oliver's head?
And suddenly Oliver sighed and he said,
"I just can’t believe there is nothing to do.
The work is all done and now playtime is through.
I've eaten my breakfast my tummy is full.
I've finished my homework I'm ready for school.
But this is the weekend and I'm just plain bored."
Then Oliver thought to himself, "I'll explore."
So he jumped from the tree and his feet hit the ground,
And he wondered what wonders were soon to be found.
Then he ran just as fast as his short legs could run.
"I'll round up my friends and well have so much fun.

Weasel S. Wimp vs. Badger B. Bad
Michael Daniel "Uncle Mike

It was long about sundown in Bugwuggle Bog When the crickets start chirpin' with croakin' bullfrogs, That Weasel S. Wimp started makin' his brags As he lit up a smoke and took a long drag.

Everyone gathered round as Weasel Wimp shouted "I can whip anyone there ain't no doubt about it.
Why over in Africa I whipped a lion
And beat up a buzzard while he was still flyin."

"Way down in New Orleans I wrestled a gator And mashed him all up like he was a potater.
I busted a bull Like he was a balloon.
I'm the one flung the cow clean over the moon.
I hobbled a hoodoo, put him in a hex,
Now it's high time to see just who's gonna be next!"

Well a hush hovered over the Bugwuggle Bog.
Everyone was as still as a bump on a log.
Till ol' Berferd Turtle lumbered up with a limp, And came eyeball to eyeball with Weasel S. Wimp.

Not a mouse made a squeak, not an owl gave a hoo As everyone wondered what Berferd would do.
Then with head held up high and with stiff upper lip, The ol' turtle said, "Well...I know one you can't whip."

Well the weasel blew up like a piece of popcorn.
Said, "The one that beats me is still yet to be born.
I've tangled with tigers, I've boxed buffalos.
I've socked a sidewinder snake smack in the nose!"

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