After crime films, b-westerns, 3-D Castle put “Macabre” on the marquee Movie patrons, who dared And expired, so scared Were insured for a grand --not tax-free
For a killer, B-chiller twin bill Try “The Tingler” / “House On Haunted Hill” --Skeletons will emerge! --Feel a butt-buzzing surge! Hoo-boy, was that Castle a pill!
From deep space came a being named "Gleethe" Sorely needing pure methane to breathe He met the late "Billy" Who died eating chili Atmosphere, from his rear, Bill bequeath
There once was a clumsy baboon Who's head got stuck in a spittoon Though he struggled and strained On his skull, it remained So he shrugged, and then joined a platoon
There once was a Bronson named Chuck Whose fame in the world ran amuck He hawked the scent "MAN-DOM" Throughout all Japan-dom This ad, past the U.S., he snuck:
If in Vegas, the word gets around That your craps winning-streak isn't sound Baby's new pair o' shoes Is the least that you'll lose 'Neath the desert, you'll never be found…
Of the non-vocal groups I could name There is one that most merits its fame All types dig The Ventures From diapers to dentures Few other bands can claim the same