And my left eyelid has developed a twitch
Tis’ time to end my internet browsing
So I walked down to the pub for some carousing
Tell, me, Buddha, you still drinking?
To whom, Are you speaking?
To me, of course… who were you thinking?
Look up here, I am winking.
My parrot squawked he wanted a cracker.
She wouldn’t stop, so I had to whack her.
She was a magnificent Norwegian blue.
The deposit on the back of my shirt the same hue.
She was always for the fjords a-pining.
Even when the sun was shing?
Sunshine here, but still too cold
and yet me shorts are growing mold.
It’s just a process for making cheese.
Care to taste a sample? Pretty please?
If it’s cheese you want, you should say please.
Well, give me some; don’t be a tease.
The thought of cheese makes me weak in the knees.