Right: Ingrid relates The Tale of Brixton Water Lane
My name be Eggy Simpson,
I come from Timbuktu,
And all day long I sing a song
Of western Waterloo.
My earwig’s name am Ingrid,
She comes from Kazakhstan:
She has no neck, but flipping heck! she can’t half spin a yarn.
She tells me tales of froglets
What live in Bangladesh.
Their legs are short;
They’re often caught
In fings made out of mesh.
CHORUS:
Hey, ho, the hedgehogs sing
“We invented everything –
Parchment, Playdoh, balls of string.
Make your peace with God.”
1 Comments:
Make your peace with God? Which God should I make my peace with? (I'm an atheist by the way.)
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