Don’t moan about fuel Economy
Please don’t keep going on
Spare a thought for Dr Who
His Tardis get 30 years to the gallon
Don’t moan about fuel Economy
Please don’t keep going on
Spare a thought for Dr Who
His Tardis get 30 years to the gallon
When life gives you lemons
Making lemonade is the
deal
But if life gives you
Lemmings
I’m afraid that’s too
surreal
Are you wearing eau de toilette?
Well, it’s starting to
make me gag
It also reminds me of
something
Oh, I know it’s a
tarts handbag
Doing what you like
Does bring happiness
for you
But the true source of
joy
Is in liking what you
do
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir,
Three bags full;
I can’t get rid of the
bloody stuff
NIMBY is an acronym for
“Not In My Back Yard”
If you want to find a
Nimby
It really isn’t very
hard
I am the smoke
That simply floats
away
On a convenient breeze
Drifting away
Powerless to stop
And at the mercy of
the wind
I am the smoke and
there is
A kind of beauty about
me
But also, there is
danger in me
I am the smoke, and I
am mercurial
Appearing in many
forms
I am thick like pea
soup fog
Or thin and
translucent like a veil
I am the smoke and
I have no purpose
I am only an after
thought
A bi product of
something useful
I am the smoke
And I am the villain