One day a computer
Actually, beat me at
chess,
I didn’t take it well,
I was a total mess
So, we had a rematch
To go tit for tat
But he was no match
for me
With a baseball bat
One day a computer
Actually, beat me at
chess,
I didn’t take it well,
I was a total mess
So, we had a rematch
To go tit for tat
But he was no match
for me
With a baseball bat
Although it has become a family tradition
Not everyone over eats
on Thanksgiving
And of course I’m referring
to the Turkeys
Because they were stuffed
in the beginning
Doctor Foster
Went to Gloucester
But he blamed
His cars sat nav
Are you wearing a sensual air?
It seems that you are
not even aware?
But it flows from each
and every hair
I’m sorry i don’t mean
to stand and stare
But sensuality follows
you everywhere
The most perfect drink
To quench a thirst, for
me
On a hot summers day
The sweet scent of fresh mown hay
Carried on the evening
summer breeze
Makes her look at me
and smile
As she knows it will
make me sneeze
I am not a house proud man
By any means or measure
I find it too much of
a chore
I am more a man of leisure
So, for me a clean flat
is
The sign of a broken computer