While I traversed the Waterloo Station,
I met a man with constipation,
He had a bike,
Or was it a trike?
And tweed clothing on for all to see.
While I swam the English Channel,
I met a man using a flannel,
He thought it was a float,
So he hopped back onto his boat,
Then got the ice cream and lemonade out.
Then I found myself in France,
Where I met a man in a wetsuit doing a dance,
I said, "Quelle danse est sa?"
He said "La Ra-ra"
Then he fell on the floor and slept in the sand.
I went into Shock,
When I saw a woman wearing, what could only be described as a frock,
Only to see,
That woman was me,
And I was swimming in the bargin bucket at Tescos.
It was then that I realised the People around,
None of them were making a sound,
They also remained quite still,
As if they were all quite ill,
Then I found myself in the mannequin display.
I have had a splendid day,
Watching the people come and play,
On a supermarket trolley,
I had a right old jolly,
Joy riding in the aisles, knocking the beans down.
I looked at my fun,
saying 'That was enough for one
day.' Athough tomorrow the sun will come out
and we shall all shout
Hip Hip Hooray! Another day watching TV!