Once upon a time
In another tale and rhyme
In a villiage far away
Lived the ignorant villiage fool
Who always loved to laugh and play
He would sing his silly songs
And play a little toot
And while other's dissagreed
And they called him a brute
Their point was fairly moot
And they tossed him to the dogs
And they tossed him on the rocks
Because other's forgot to learn
What he had already forgot
Because he knew how to live
And he knew how to love
He was never looking down
Because his spirits were always up above!
He always tipped his hat to the ladies and the gents
And he said "Bless you Gov, give the wife a kiss!"
And I protest because while I enjoyed his company
And though I enjoyed his songs
He did one thing I thought was very wrong
When he put his hand on a certain place that didn't possibly belong
He said "Apologies miss I wasn't trying to seem fresh!
Take it from me tales me mother always taught me best!"
And she sighed and she frowned and she went about her way
"Give it a rest you inconceiving pest!
I have no time to stop and play!"