Huff, the Magic Marker
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Little Bhanny project manager loved to take a sniff,
And mark off the days on her calendar and rhyme a little riff!
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Together they would cross stuff off and make Xs every day
Counting down the time until a long weekend or even a staycay
People would see the marks and wonder what's the wait
Bhanny and her loyal pen said they held their breath for fate. OH!
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
The supply closet may remain fully stocked, but not so her marker's ink
When setting down the steely tube it made a hollow clink.
One rainy day the clouds rolled past and Huff he marked no more
Bhanny tried and tried different paper sides to see the ink she so adored.
Her hand fell limp and her shoulders drooped, sadness showing in her eyes.
No roller-ball, highlighter or Sharpie pen could have counted as such a prize.
Bhanny accepted the tragic fate and thought, 'Twas better to love than not.'
Huff the dear sweet Magic Marker had fulfilled everything she sought, OH!
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Huff, the magic marker lived in a cup
And laid in wait standing bolt upstraight in a land called Look It Up.
Storing Huff horizontally or nib-down will help extend his life. Or it would've, but now it's (sadly) too late. But on the bright side it made for a good song. Next stop: Office Max.
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