Here's a "shorty" just for you dedicated Fan Artists!

Well I traded my Lyre,
For a worn out old Lute.
Picked up an old horn,
and let out a toot.

I cleared out my throat,
and strummed a few chords,
Then started to sing,
a ballad of yore.

The hounds started howling,
the cats ran and hid!
The hens started laying,
and the Mom's hugged their kids!

The King and his Posse
arrived on the scene!
They threw me in jail,
so I could no longer sing!