The Cockroach that Ate Cincinatti I must offer to you a confession, I like movies that give me a fright. If the subject is horror, I've got to see more or I won't be contented all night. You may call it my ghoulish obsession. It's a subject on which I get chatty. But the worst one it seems, Haunting all of my dreams, The "The Cockroach that Ate Cincinatti." I've seen ghouls and hobgoblins and witches, And some moth-eaten werewolves with bangs. I've seen creatures that chattered, And others that clattered, And Japanese monsters with fangs. (ah-so) Frankenstein gives me that shivers, And Count Dracula's driving me batty. But they're not quite as bad, As the worst scare I've had: "The Cockroach that Ate Cincinatti." Well, he must have needed a seltzer. It's amazing how much he got down. For lunch he'd just chew, Up a suburb or two. For dinner he ate the whole town. (belch) "Willard" just sent me out laughing. I thought "Ben" looked a little bit ratty. But they're not quite on par, With the worst one by far: "The Cockroach that Ate Cincinatti!" Ole! JY
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