Upon the chessboard
The pieces move
And change their futures
Their course and direction
And I want that
I want to make a move
In a different direction
Toward a different future
I will set a new course
And face what presents itself
There is nothing I can’t do
I’ve always wanted to learn to do the splits
It’s an ambition since
my earliest days
The guy at the gym
said, “How flexible are you?”
I requested a train ticket to Paris
And the ticket seller
said “Eurostar”
“Well, I've done a bit
of telly”
I went to an Animal shelter today
I wasn’t impressed as
a matter of fact
It was incredibly
small an pokey
There wasn’t enough
room to swing a cat
I was in North Wales
Just the other day
When I was verbally
assailed
While visiting Conway
A string of fourteen
letter words
Was hurled my way
My wife burns the toast
She makes a habit of
it
Then puts it in the
garden
For the sparrows and
the tits
Not many birds are
keen
Even in the harshest
weather
But you can spot those
who are
Because of the curly
feathers
Little Tommy Tucker sings for his suppers,
Because he is so down
on his uppers
But he doesn’t get
much out of it
Because his singing is
really shit
