There once was this poet
Who sweeped the leaves off his floor
Then wrote a poem about it
And it was shit
There once was a songwriter
who mended his car
then wrote a song all about it
it was really crap
There once was a drugdealer
Who rented a car
It broke down on the motorway
So he gave it some asprins
A dustbin man
On a plane
A seagul snores
Then steals his rubbish
The steward reacts
By putting a tea cosy on her face
And jumps up and down
Then spills three cups of coffee
One down a man
Who�s got a bomb
But he doesn�t know it yet
His drink has been spiked
A record player
sees no chords
A valve is missing
I stuck it up my bottom
A green pillar
Holding up a building
Decides to hold up a bank instead
March 99