Antarctica has got the krill/that give the southern whales a thrill/Other creatures also dine/on this fast food thing in brine/But now the algae that krill eat/are growing rare as earthworm feet/It's all because man ruins the land/and makes the place an ice cream stand!
Ten Commandments has mankind/which they rarely bear in mind/as they go about their span/thinking they are Peter Pan/Someday Father will return/and we'll either smile or burn . . .
I like cooking for my friends/but the pleasure always ends/with the dishes in the sink/where they stay until they stink/No one offers help to me/to make my platters gravy-free/So now I open up a can/or put an egg in frying pay.
UFOs up in the sky/common as the old housefly/so say pilots nowadays/taboos ready to all raze/no one thinks you're crazy when/you espy some small green men/buzzing 'round the aerodrome/wanting just a quick phone home.
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