No! You don't iron four leaf clovers
That something you
must never do
Because let’s be
honest you don’t
Want to go pressing
your luck do you
No! You don't iron four leaf clovers
That something you
must never do
Because let’s be
honest you don’t
Want to go pressing
your luck do you
My wife has put me on a very strict diet
And eating before bed
has been discouraged
But if we weren’t
meant to have midnight snacks
Then why is there a
light on in the fridge
If you were to train Quasimodo
For an American
footballer game
The result of training
would be
The Halfback of Notre
Dame
The coldest country on earth
Is not Lapland? Isn’t
that silly
It’s a place that make
you shiver
But nothing at all
like Chile
The children like to sing
In the family broom,
broom
Anything and
everything
The kids call them
cartoons
Mr Bunny, Mr Bunny,
Won't you stop, stop, stop?
"No," said Mr Bunny,
I must hop, hop, hop.
Are you wearing a Shorty nightie?
No, you don’t look at
all flighty
You’re my goddess of
love Aphrodite
And my desire for you
is mighty
So lay back and think
of blighty