Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by they would stop and say
"Oh my what that little country boy could play"
Go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him "someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight"
Go, go
Go Johnny, go
Go, go, go Johnny, go
Go, go, go Johnny, go
Go, go, go Johnny, go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Chuck Berry
Johnny B. Goode lyrics © Entertainment One U.S. Lp, Kanjian Music
C.: (ring) Hi, d.c., what’s up?
d.: I thought that you were leaving for your home planet today, what happened?
C.: Oh, I’ll leave when it’s time.
d.: When will that be?
C.: When I feel like it. I must stay here until T finishes his chores. Males are so lazy.
d.: Well, maybe male cats. Is T taking a nap?
C.: No, he’s presoaking his clothes after his five mile run. His clothes really stink because it’s hot outside, and he went for his run after he shadow boxed for two hours at the gym. Then, he jumped rope for thirty minutes. Now, he’s doing calisthenics while he waits for his clothes to be ready to wash. He’ll wash the dishes before he does that, though. He can’t stand it when I leave even one dish in the sink, but I don’t know how he likes the dishwasher arranged, so I let him load it himself. I guess that comes from being single for so long.
d.: It sounds like T is going hard, but why do you say that he developed his preferences while he was single?
C. : Because I tried to help him hang up his clothes once by throwing them in the closet close to the hangers. He didn’t like that. He said that he had a way to treat his laundry, so I should just observe what he was doing, because he’d been doing his laundry that way since he was a mere kitten. He’s the same way with his grass, so I let him mow it by himself. He doesn’t like the way I edge, weedeat or use the blower after he gets through, either. He said something about actually moving the equipment or, at least turning it on while I worked.
d.: I see. Well, since your running for office on your home planet, I suppose it’s a good thing that T is so industrious.
C.: Yes, it is. I plan on campaigning hard on my planet, because everyone I knew when I lived there has left the planet.
d.: Then, how do you plan on winning the election against your ex-husband, Tom?
C.: Well, statistics show that most people are murdered by people they know. Using that logic, I reason that, if no one on my old home planet knows who I am, I should win be a landslide.
d.: Or maybe you should make some different friends. Anyway, I just finished sorting my laundry. Now, I’m going to cook and prepare my meals for the work week. Then, I’ll check on my grass to make sure that every blade got water from the rain yesterday. If not, I’ll need to water the grass today and tomorrow because it’s Wednesday. After I do that, T. Puppy and I are going to take a training run and lift weights. She still needs to work on her timing, too, so we’ll play a game of long toss and then run to the batting cages in the next neighborhood after that. Then, I’ll need to load our dishwasher and clean the kitchen.
C.: Well, it sounds like your busy, so I’ll start planning my campaign. Tom is a male cat, so cats on POTTC should be tired enough of his laziness to vote for another cat.
d.: I thought that Tom reorganized the government on The Planet of the Talking Cats so that it was more efficient, saving the taxpayers millions of dollars. And, didn’t he also settle a strike between the city workers’ union and the government, as well as end hunger on your old home planet?
C.: And your point is?
d.: It sounds like you may have some stiff competition. Speaking of which, I have an idea. Since you now know T’s preferences when it comes to household chores and why don’t you use your time machine and go back in time and do all the chores the way he likes them done? He needs to use his time to train he’s the main fighter on your heavy weight championship cat fighting tag team, not do household chores. You’d make him very happy by doing that.
C.: Well, that’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of ah, forget it. Typing the whole name of this blog takes too long.
d.: Cal.E.’s Korner.
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