Amongst the many things that I’ve left undone
Perhaps the most important’s meaningless fun
Fun that is witless, fun that’s mour
Than spending your savings in Kuala Lumpour
Fun that can drop on you on nights dark and rainy
In African forests with girls Bahraini
In the company of camels, in the company of kangaroos
Speaking to baboons and running after dangaroos
Flying helicopters
With a million grasshopters
How I do wish I were shamelessly happy
Without rhyme or reason, in my necktie and nappy.

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