March Music (Parody) Madness: I Kicked a Squirrel

Over the years I've enjoyed writing in all sorts of creative writing forms, whether it be poetry, short stories, comics, novels, or the occasional list or rant. One thing in particular that I love writing from time to time is a song parody. The urge to do so is usually random and inexplicable, and I'll have the idea for a parody trapped in my head for days until I can finally sort it out and write it down.

So in the next two weeks I thought I'd share three of my more recent attempts at humour via lyrics. The first is a parody of Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl". I've included the video for those of you who may not know how the song goes, or would like to follow along. Enjoy.



I Kicked a Squirrel

It was the day that I got canned,
no proper notice.
She left me for another man,
some guy named Otis.
I pulled in, the driveway,
just saw it on the lawn.
Didn't mean to block my way
caught my attention.

I kicked a squirrel,
and I liked it.
Knocked it to battered squirrel bits.
I kicked a squirrel,
Just to try it.
Crept in and snuck behind it.

It felt so wrong,
It felt so right.
I nailed it's ass and it took flight.

I kicked a squirrel,
And I liked it.
(I liked it)

Sure, now it shouldn't take the blame,
It doesn't matter.
It just felt so good all the same,
To hear the splatter.
Broke two toes, lost my voice,
Put my shoe in a tree.
I spot them, there's one choice,
it's him or me!

I kicked a squirrel,
and I liked it.
Made it a tree rat rocket
I kicked a squirrel,
Just to try it.
I hope my family won't mind it.

It felt so wrong,
It felt so right.
I'm pretty sure that it bounced twice.

I kicked a squirrel,
And I liked it.
(I liked it)

Those squirrels with evil beady eyes,
Soft fur, puffed cheeks, stuffed full of lies,
Trained by satanic Nazi spies,
to steal all our nuts.
It's up to me,
I hate their guts!!

I kicked a squirrel,
and I liked it.
Sick of its stupid squirrel shit.
I kicked a squirrel,
Just to try it.
I hope the neighbors don't find it.

It felt so wrong,
It felt so right.
It hit a beehive and stuck tight.

I kicked a squirrel,
And I liked it.
(I liked it)