Listen my friends, I shall tell you all
Of the Bicentennial Boogie Ball
'Twas the week of the 200th birthday-plus-one
They gathered in L.A. to have them some fun.

From the whole west coast region of DPI they came
To the County of Orange to play in the game.
S.E.'s and C.E.'s and headquarters types
To celebrate the birth of the stars-and-the-stripes.

One was a buffet, two was the bash
The brunch hit 17 hours in a flash.
From Rancho de Lopez to the Meat & Makin Abode
They laughed, ate and drank til they were totally snowed.

From Hot-L Walker to Holi-Day Estates
They drank all the bottles and ate all the plates.
They boogied and shifts and drank all the while
And had them a party, DPI-style.

By the 4th of July, they all had dispersed
Some for the better; most for the worst.
They crawled, flew or drove from whence they had come
Some still were tired; but most were quite numb.

The talk now is brewing of "Hot August Nite"
Or another July 4th might do us just right.
Now that I've ended my historical tale
Will someone please get us all out of jail?