Friday, August 2, 2013 3:22 PM
The Charles deLint song
She found the answer at a table at the great Glebe garage sale
She traded it for an autographed copy of Triskel Tales
She loves forever her beast of burden
But sometimes he has her spitting venom
You must never wash a sweater with the towels.
Chorus
Please please please
Please please please
Please please Charles De Lint my sweater
With that patented sliding handle for switching the up the action
And the soft red bristles that provided one way traction
And gleam in her she couldn't believe her luck
She set it on the seat of the old blue truck
And drove back to her renaissance man
Chorus
Please please please
Please please please
Please please Charles De Lint the pillows
And it's just an insignificant tiny ball of fluff
But in great numbers it makes your textiles rough.
Johnny Cash is doing the couch no good
Dogs stay on the floor is what I understood
Here's the answer now get to work
Chorus
Please please please
Please please please
Please please Charles De Lint the couch