SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!

The Challenge:  From a recent National Public Radio show segment:  Mr. Patrick Wright is serving time in the George F. Bailey Detention Facility in Otay Mesa, California for brandishing a knife at police and for illegal possession of ferrets.  In California, unlike most states in the U.S., keeping ferrets as pets is illegal. He picked up the knife when the police burst through his door during a raid to take possession of his four pet ferrets. "I like to believe I live in a free country ... in California ... it's like we're dealing with Stalin ... it's completely un-American," says Mr. Wright. His fellow inmates in the county jail at first didn't believe he'd been arrested for ferret possession.  However, after they'd seen his picture in the local newspaper, they began calling him 'Ferretman'. He told the court that he is sorry about the knife incident, but still defends his right to keep ferrets. The appeal of ferrets he says, '. . . they're like little clowns . . . they're Prozac with legs."   The Challenge is to write a song welcoming Mr. Wright home from the county jail and/or defending his right to keep ferrets!

Patty Wright's Crazy Life by Barky
(Tune:  Tim Finnegan's Wake)

Patrick Wright was a crazy man,
He kept four ferrets in his bed.
He'd feed them Prozac night and morn',
And when they died, he'd have new ones born.
Now Pat had a bit of a clowny way,
With a love of the ferret, Pat was born,
And to help him on with his work each day,
He'd a "pet" with his ferrets every morn'!

Chorus:
Whack for your ferret,
Dance to your Prozac,
Hit your ferrets on the floor.
Why don't ya go now, have some fun?
Play with your ferrets one time more.

Now one day the cops got a lead,
to where a guy was keeping pets 
that were not legal for to breed,
That is correct, it's our friend Pat.
Now Pat, he loved his pets.
He would do anything for them.
So on the coppers, he pulled a knife,
and now's got ten years in the pen.

Whack for your ferret,
Dance to your Prozac,
Hit your ferrets on the floor.
Why don't ya go now, have some fun?
Play with your ferrets one time more.

Our Patty, he was feelin' bad,
About the way he treated the cops.
He told the other inmates how he was sad,
Now let's just say they're hurtin' his chops!
His ferrets, well they're farin' well.
They're living in Berlin.
They're glad to be away from that raging hell,
And living on free gin.

Whack for your ferret,
Dance to your Prozac,
Hit your ferrets on the floor.
Why don't ya go now, have some fun?
Play with your ferrets one time more.

~Barky 

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