Yup. Have another bowl John.
They looked like raisins. A bunny brought them, anyway...
Sung to the tune of Jefferson Airplane's White Rabbit
One raisin makes you louder
One more raisin makes you crawl
And the ninthteenth gin-soaked raisin
Makes you feel nothing at all
Go ask Teresa
When she's off the wall
And if you go on eating raisins
And you know Lurch is going to fall
Tell the reporters to all shove it
And then empty out the bowl
Call Teresa
She knows it all
While the White Queen talks of shame
And the campaign's going south
Well the Red Queen eats more raisins
And puts her foot back in her mouth
Go ask Teresa
Shell tell you where to go
When illogic and distortion
Have fallen sloppy drunk
And Flippers talking backwards
Just get drunker than a skunk
Remember what Teresa said
Soak your head
Soak your head