Текст песни Spaghetti - Shel Silverstein

Spaghetti, spaghetti, all over the place,
Up to my elbows--up to my face.
Over the carpet and under the chairs,
Into the hammock and wound round the stairs.
Filling the bathtub and covering the desk,
Making the sofa a mad mushy mess.

The party is ruined, I'm terribly worried,
The guests have all left (unless they're all buried).
I told them, "Bring presents!"
I said, "Throw confetti!"
I guess they heard wrong
'Cause they all threw spaghetti.