I’m peeing in the toilet ‘cause

Ma don’t like me peeing in the shower

I’m searching in a thornly bush

Looking for a smelly flower

The curtains are down so the

Lady won’t spy into my house

Please come tonight for supper

As we are going to have grouse

My twelve-inch pizza pie burnt

So we’ll eat a book instead

Please don’t bleed on my carpet

From the hole in your head

See the ants scurry in paro

They’ve had too much of the nub

See them wander about all dazed

From the brownies brought by the grub

Kiss me, the orange ball, as I’m

Running through the purple cabbage

Pass me the duct tape that’s black

I want to patch the canoes damage

You sit listening to the glorious ninth

So excuse me, I don’t want to pry

But have you seen passing this way

A certain radioactive superfly?