But daddy what? This one's got me on the spot But daddy why? I long for the days when you just cried. But daddy how? Your up to 300 questions now But daddy when? You just keep asking again and again But daddy who? The answer me, always me.
The fickle monkey at the gate Has got me in an awful state For what gained me access minutes before Wont get me in there any more You can keep your cigarettes and alcohol You can keep your red-bush tea When I need a pick me up There is just one thing for me It’s as plentiful as sand on beaches As rare as pixie hair The trouble is like busses When you need one it’s never there It’s dressed in cherubic snot filled garb And spewed out through the air And although you cannot see it You know it’s always there. So can I have one little man Let me see you squirm and wriggle I need it to see me through the day Please give me one more giggle.
Accidental Poet 