Or maybe Peter Rabbit?
Floppsy, moppsy,
cottontail?
No, oh you like a rampant
rabbit
Or maybe Peter Rabbit?
Floppsy, moppsy,
cottontail?
No, oh you like a rampant
rabbit
Whenever I have any spare cash
I give it all to
Charity
She appeals to me
every night
On pay per view TV
Pussy cat Mole
Jumped over a coal,
And in her best petticoat
Burnt a great hole.
And that’s genetic modification for you
Are you wearing false eye lashes?
You haven’t worn them
before?
It’s just the way
you’ve put them on
Makes you look like a
Labrador
I’m thinking about taking a holiday
But I don’t know where
to go
One possibility is in
Suspense
That makes the
adrenalin flow
I went on holiday to somewhere unpronounceable
The people suffered
poverty and starvation
All the inhabitant had
to live in their cars
It was the first time
I’d come across an in-car-nation
The fading light of the evening
Mirrors the slow
diminishing
Of my own dwindling light
As we both head
towards the night