A poem dedicated to America's favorite red-headed schemer.
Because after all, who doesn't love Lucy?
Here you go fibbing again,
As if it were your life's work
Wheedling, meddling, crying, and scheming
And trouble lurks around every corner
When you, Lucy Ricardo, have a plan.
A plan to be in a show?
A plan to play a trick?
A harmless prank, an innocent fib,
Or are you playing matchmaker?
Take your pick, Lucy!
Which one will you choose?
Ethel's ready to help with your crazy scheme
And comedic consequences lie around the bend
When you, Lucy Ricardo, get involved.
You better do it before Ricky finds out
Or he'll blow his Cuban top!
Hide that dress! Cover up your hat! Call off that bet!
He's not made out of money, you know.
Fred's as stubborn as ever,
And he says he doesn't want to
Though, if you ask nicely he might just help you out
But then remember, if Ricky catches you
You, Lucy Ricardo, will be made into a drum
And the number "Babaloo" will soon follow after.
So be a Maharincess! Make a pizza! Stomp some grapes!
Buy a dress shop! Make some dressing! Be a statue!
Do an operetta! Go camping! Tell the truth!
Go to charm school! Go to Hollywood! Raise some tulips!
Lucy Ricardo, you've done it again!
Just remember to cover your tracks, Lucy.
After all, you did marry a hot-blooded Cuban instead of a cold-blooded Swede.
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