Still haven't had my coffee (soon, soon, soon!) but I think I improved the effort while showering. I now offer you:
"The Fletchers Song" or "The Banana Song"
(to the tune of “Does the Spearmint Change Its Flavor on the Bedpost Overnight” … more or less…)
If my feathers get too high,
Will my bananas hit too low?
Will they travel much too slowly,
As they fly off from my bow?
Will they whistle as they travel?
Will they scare the game away?
If my feathers get too high,
Will I miss a deer today?
Alright, alright, I'm off for the coffee. What can I say, 30 years of standup just won't go away...
Dick in Seattle