Bug Juice



(to the tune of On Top of Old Smokey)


At the camp with the Girl Scouts,
They gave us a drink.
We thought it was Kool-aid,
because it was pink.

But the thing that they told us,
would've grossed out a moose,
For that great tasting pink drink,
was really bug juice.

It looked fresh and fruity,
like tasty Kool-aid,
But the bugs that were in it,
were murdered with Raid.

We drank it by gallons,
we drank it by tons,
And the next morning,
we all had the runs.

So when you drink bug juice,
and a fly drives you mad,
Heís just getting even,
íCause you swallowed his Dadí.