I will always love Hugh, though John gave me his home
We married very hastily,but were by chance in Rome
There’s no place lacks combs
There’s no grace in Rome
Come to Jakarta or send me a bone
I wanted a mere threesome, though I feel best alone
Life is what happens when we are busy making puns
Come now to supper but don’t eat any guns
Imagine all the people living life in grief
Imagine there’s no laughing, imagine nothing feels
Don’t read a comic, only books have leafs
Then in the Autumn they fall out unsealed
So you want the Loons to play with
Cirque du soleil to swing away with
They’ll come if you don’t lie
Success is like a swinging rope
Up and down, the monsters joke
I decided to be a graduate but never learned to read
Thinking is of little use especially at speed
Do something useful,sweep the floor
Have some coffee,clean the door
I voted Labour all my life
I got married for the strife
Now he’s dead, I am quite lost
Noone warned me what it cost
Haarold Willson our PM
Very clever decent man
I will drink a toast to him
Though maybe not one for old Jim
;s
