You know you’re getting old
When you’ve been on
hold
For so long to a
utility supplier
That you forgot what
you called for
You know you’re getting old
When you’ve been on
hold
For so long to a
utility supplier
That you forgot what
you called for
I suffer from kleptomania
I have to admit
But when it gets bad,
I take something for
it
There was a parade of rabbits
All in a line
Hopping backwards,
A receding hare-line
Writer Charles Dickens
Kept in his kitchen
The best of thymes,
The worst of thymes
He survived mustard gas in battle,
He was pepper sprayed
by a policeman
And the result of
those traumatic events
He was rendered a
seasoned veteran
I’m not sure what the best thing is
About Switzerland, and
I’m not fussed
I don’t know enough
about the country
I do like the flag, so
that’s a big plus
I saw a Cheetah being
Chatted up by a Lion
I thought, “He’s trying
To pull a fast
one"