The weather today is abysmal
But whether or not it's abyssal
I'll still go out shopping
My little clogs clopping
Their claws on the way to the min-mall.
I'm trying to track down a book
but so far, it's nowhere I've looked
I must have it, I tell you
If you've hidden it, well you
Can tell me, and then cock a snook
My friend here is building a wall
And so hi is all I can call
He puts brick upon brick
As a pony, one-trick-
He'll not stop till that wall becomes tall
Winston Churchill was so fond of masonry
And his chef, a great fan of good basinry
Winston liked nothing better
Getting wetter and wetter
And since Ray was his mate, he was facing Ray.
It's high time I went to the store
The shelves are bare, I'm needing more
Frozen peas, candle wax
Then they add purchase tax
Make me pay and leave by the door
As I wondered just what I should do
I felt kind of shocked- wouldn't you?
Saw my wallet and keys
So I said to him, "Please
Could you try not to bleed on my shoe?"
