Mr. Webster

Ev'ryone in town knew Mr. Webster; He worked at the bank for forty years. And each week Mr. Frizby made his check out For sixty-eight dollars clear. And thru the years he thwarted twenty-seven robberies And each time Frizby promised him a raise. They gave a retirement party for Mr. Webster Everyone from the bank was there. They had a cake and flowers ordered special And Frizby had a speech prepared. And a little white box that held a watch with this inscription "To Mr. Webster, with regards." Then came the telegram from Mr. Webster Said, "Sorry...stop...Cannot attend.. I've flown away and taken all your money Wish you were here to help me spend." And one by one all the people left the party And Mr. Frizby locked the door.