Clothe me in my clothes, for nothing else will do,
Don’t dress me up in fountain pens,
Or cover me in glue;
Don’t make me wear a bowl of soup,
Or paint me Navy blue.
Just clothe me in my clothes, for nothing else will do.
Crown me with a crown, for nothing else suffices,
Don’t coronate with marmalade,
Or nuclear devices;
Above my head, don’t leave a cow;
Or Middle Eastern spices.
Just crown me with a crown, as nothing else suffices.
Shower me with showers, or else it ain’t sufficient,
Don’t shower me with hoover bags,
Or theta's co-efficient;
Don’t spray me with chrysanthemums,
Or peasants not proficient,
Just shower me with showers, or else it ain’t sufficient.
Stop me with a stop sign, to end this silly verse,
Don’t stop me with banana skins,
Or Shakespeare’s witches’ curse;
Don’t try and halt with four-wheel drives,
Or Mrs Mumble’s nurse,
Just stop me with a stop sign, and end this silly verse.
I can't read this without a ukelele and George Formby's voice in my head.
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