everyone knows very well
when a tortoise loses his shell
then everything goes to hell
everything goes to hell
oh misery misery me
I’m as wrinkly as can be
and a book is no company
for the evening
now the girls won’t give me a look
what fun can you have with a book
wrinkles was all it took
The old boat slipped its mooring,
must have drifted out to sea.
My neighbour took the launch out
though a boat’s no use to me.
I recall when we first got it,
did the trim in powder blue.
Will be out past Dead Man’s Island,
nothing anyone can do.
I’ll go fetch coffee.
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