I’m Too Shrewd for my Own Good!
I met a man the other day
A luv’ly feller, I must say,
He spoke of opportunity –
Of earning with impunity
I met a man the other day
A luv’ly feller, I must say,
He spoke of opportunity –
Of earning with impunity
Old King Coal was a scrawny old pol-
ar type bear with black hair and bright eyes
The blame for his wasting away can be placed
On his fatuous flair for disguise
Mr. Grabett was a rabbit
With a terribly bad habit
He was always being nice to lady bunnies
Mrs. G. voiced her objectio
The giraffe is in hospital, sick as can be
His feet in ward four and his body, ward three
His neck’s in the annexe (which doesn’t excite us)
The vet says his ailment’s acute laryngitis
The largest fairy ever born
Lives far out in the jungle
Not far away from where our Mumbo
Made his famous bungle*
Bridget the midget while drunk had a dream
While plastered she plotted and stewed on a scheme
She looks up at tall people sneering a sneer
All day and all week and all month and all year