Widowed dad, with sons of three
Mom divorced, three girls had she
When they wed, they had a hunch
Folks would call them the Brady Bunch

Fearless Tiger was their dog
Chased a cat, through billowing fog
Out in the street, a sudden crunch
Meant one less dog for the Brady Bunch

Alice Nelson, their lone maid
Facing housework unafraid
Tireless cook of endless lunch
Meatloaf meals, for the Brady Bunch

Errant football Peter throws
Marcia catches it with her nose
Swells twice its size as from a punch
Her nasal cries, hear the Brady Bunch

Bobby strives, a cat to save
And Greg's awaiting his first shave
Cindy seeks her missing doll
As Jan plots against them all

But when someday their ratings fall
And they hear Cousin Oliver's call
You'll know it's more than just a hunch
It's the end, of the Brady Bunch