
Did I ever tell you that Mrs. Jim Duggar
Had seventeen young-uns and named ‘em all Booger?
Well, she did. And that wasn't a smart thing at all.
You see, when she wants one and calls out, “Hey, y’all!
Come in the house, Booger!” she doesn't get one.
All seventeen Boogers come in on the run!
This makes things quite difficult out at the Duggars'
As you can imagine, with so many Boogers.
And often she wishes that, when they were whelped,
She had named one of them Huckabee Phelps.
And one of them Jim-Bob. And of one of them Slim.
And one of them Houston. And one Bubba-Jim.
And one of them Butt-head. And one of them Beavis.
And one of them Brandene. And one of them Cletus.
Another one Red-Eye. Another one Moon.
Another one Jim Duggar Junior Buffoon.
And one of them Piggy. And one Doolin Dalton.
One Donnie Tyson. And one Sammy Walton.
Or maybe she’d stopped with six, seven, or eight.
But she didn't do it. And now it's too late.