There once was a man called Iscariot He owned a wonderful chariot I thought he would offer me a ride But he didn't, and so I cried And turned my attentions to Lancelot.
We've all been there, haven't we, Fallen for a chap then found he wasn't free For a while we pined On chaise reclined But there's plenty more fish in the sea.
I've taken up bowling, but I'm not very good I only go there to see that dude If I'm lucky I'll strike it If no improvement I'll quit And do something boring like chopping up wood.