The Scheme

Schemers always scheming
And they’re scheming all the time
By the flicker of the campfire the scheming dibly shine
And they laugh and fantasize about the prize
With the colors fresh and creamy they will scratch upon the rise
Aw, schemers wretched scheming
Scheme on through the night
He’s formulating plans while tucked well out of sight
And they laugh and carry on without the fear
Of knowing the ramifications of the walls with tiny ears
Scheming always scheming
And they’re scheming all the time
These little schemers they got scheming on their minds
Inaugerate the masses less than wise
The most successful schemers have the most collosal lies