Panda in a Pickle

**Verse 1:** There's a panda in a pickle, oh what a sight to see, He’s got a jar of pickles, but it’s locked up tight, oh gee! His fur is soft and fuzzy, but it’s causing him dismay, The lid keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping away. **Chorus:** Oh, panda in a pickle, what are you gonna do? Your fuzzy fists of fury just won’t see you through. You wish you had thumbs, oh, wouldn’t that be grand? But you’re just a fluffy panda, in a pickle, oh so bland. **Verse 2:** He twists and he turns, but the jar won’t budge, His frustration’s growing, he’s starting to hold a grudge. He bangs it on the table, he gives it all he’s got, But the pickles stay inside, and his temper’s getting hot. **Chorus:** Oh, panda in a pickle, what are you gonna do? Your fuzzy fists of fury just won’t see you through. You wish you had thumbs, oh, wouldn’t that be grand? But you’re just a fluffy panda, in a pickle, oh so bland. **Bridge:** He takes a deep breath, tries to calm his mind, Realizes his anger’s left him in a bind. Maybe it’s not the pickles, maybe it’s just him, He needs to find some peace, let go of his whim. **Chorus:** Oh, panda in a pickle, what are you gonna do? Your fuzzy fists of fury just won’t see you through. You wish you had thumbs, oh, wouldn’t that be grand? But you’re just a fluffy panda, in a pickle, oh so bland. **Outro:** So he sets the jar down, and walks away with grace, Sometimes it’s best to leave things in their place. Our panda in a pickle, learned a lesson true, Sometimes it’s not about the pickles, but the panda in you.