I feel like I'm the coyote,
always trying to catch you,
with my bag full of Acme traps,
that you always seem to slip through,
I feel that we're a perfect pair
like Sylvester and Tweety,
I am glad we're not related like,
Jerry is to Speedy,
I'm your Elmer Fudd,
and your my Bugs Bunny,
but I don't got a lisp,
and you ain't all that funny,
I am glad you don't look like droopy,
that would be a bummer,
the fact is that,
you look more like Road Runner,
so don't try to lie,
you can tell me that I'm dorky,
but at least I don't stutter,
like that one pig they call Porky,
but as you read this,
know i'm only halfway off the margin,
darling you're so far out of this world,
like Marvin the Martian.
Now as every good thing must come to an end,
I have to tell you you're my very best friend,
You were here from the beginning til the curtains fell closed,
the last thing to say is tha tha tha that is all folks.