Frizzy hair and Burts Bees lips
Yarn flies from her fingertips
Smell her cookin in the night
She's a restless vegan on a tofu flight
Oohhoo tofu woman
She won't eat no fries
Oohhooo tofu woman
Her cookin won't add to your thighs
She fed me tofu in the night
Danced with tofurkey in the firelight....
OK, OK, enough, right? That was 55 words of my Tofu Woman song, sung to the tune of Witchy Woman, by the Eagles. We were cooking dinner tonight when suddenly this song was created. Where we live, there are so many old hippie women , that it wasn't difficult coming up with a visual.
Let us know if you wrote a 55 so we can all come over and see it, and as always, if you'd rather, you can report over to G~man's blog. He's got lots of good foods over there and also gives great comment.
Now, this entire Tofu Woman thing has got me thinking about Lime's blogger girl HNT post from yesterday. That was pretty funny, wasn't it? Well, perhaps Tofu Woman ought to become a super hero as well.
Have a great weekend, everyone!