The Ballad of Seamus the Drooler

(Verse 1) There once was a boy named Shaymus, Who drooled more than anyone could claim us. By day he’d start, by night wouldn’t part, Drooling was his art, right from the heart. (Chorus) Oh Shaymus,, the boy who became famous, Not for singing, dancing, or being audacious. But for drooling, yes drooling, a river each day, Until he drooled so much, he just faded away. (Verse 2) In the morning light, he’d begin his plight, Drooling left and right with all his might. Neighbors would say, as they passed his way, "Here comes the flood, better stay away!" (Chorus) Oh Shaymus,, the boy who became famous, Not for singing, dancing, or being audacious. But for drooling, yes drooling, a river each day, Until he drooled so much, he just faded away. (Bridge) Through streets and lanes, a stream he’d trail, A watery mark, a soggy tale. Shaymus,, the legend, his story quite bright, A boy who turned drooling into a whimsical sight. (Verse 3) One day they found, Shaymus wasn’t around, Searched high and low, nowhere to be bound. His drool led a path, to a sea vast and wide, Shaymus had drooled himself into a tide. (Chorus) Oh Shaymus, the boy who became famous, Not for singing, dancing, or being audacious. But for drooling, yes drooling, a river each day, Until he drooled so much, he just faded away. (Outro) So if ever you wander by Shaymus’s sea, Remember the boy who drooled so freely. A tale of a kid, who in his own special way, Turned a dribble of drool into fame’s spray.