The neighbours are out in the garden today Cutting grass with the mower they bought on Ebay But the blades are too blunt So they took a punt And let the lawn turn to hay.
It`s for sure he`ll do it his way No doubt we`ll listen to what he has to say His voice is so pompous, His youth, probably raucous But look where he is today.
But his brother was a bigger buffoon Named Boris, a bit of a loon Let's hope he dont make a hash But he's gonna give it a bash Thinks he'll crack it in one afternoon.
A rash young rabbit from Rhossili Thought he could burrow his way to Pwhelli But his ambition Met with admonition They said, "You're a real silly billy."
I met a tall man from the West Who had the most hairy broad chest I fancied him rotten Feelings I'd thought long forgotten But then I saw soup on his vest