Winnie the Pooh’s Owl Rewrites Beyoncé Lyrics
I do not believe that you are prepared for this marmalade.
Sir, this cadence is daft.
Pray tell, who commands the cosmos? Youthful females.
I possess piquant dressing in my satchel. (Splendid.)
Young beau, you cause me to wheeze.
Because if you find it amenable, you ought to have placed a bauble on it.
Ladies, abandon your gentleman to his dwelling; the bacchanal is ripe with lords, and their pockets have expanded!
I arose at dawn in this very state.
Wallop that! Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! as though you are unconcerned.
To the west side facing north; all that you possess in the trunk to the west side facing north.
I arrived to conquer, you female dog.
Young man, adieu.