It's spacious in the background
I need some time to squander
My mind is made of moldruff
I might as let it wander

I've gotta let the walls out
And take a cup of three
I'm making extra couplets
I've gotta book a steep

Could listless information
on my cold beset'ums got?
A sparkling for the ages
But I think I'd rather not

I patched a cap in baldsworth
It's another half agown
I'm staking half'a bulb's herr
And heading out of town

It's constant and I know I'm broke
But I can't claim the race ahoof
I've legs but I've not caved a stook
And I'm a little houseshook