“Wazoo” pops up on Google as “a person’s buttocks or anus”. This is not a song about bottoms, although I have written one such and it will appear here in due course (see verse 5 of “Wazoo”!).
The word “Wazoo” was my fragrant grand-daughter, Heidi’s, first attempt at “I love you”. Her Mum and Dad were teaching her to say this phrase – which none of us says often enough, by the way. We thought it was a rather nice word so we still use it – even thought Heidi is now an extreme articulate little woman. All the incidents in the song are true and I will kill anyone who tries to hurt my sproglets and grandsproglets … with my teeth and bare hands if necessary. And as for hurting my wife … prepare yourself for a Cruise missile attack! Thus speaketh the peacenik vegetarian. …
Here it is as a pdf Wazoo! and as an mp3 download. Enjoy … and SING!
