You it was, used by the witch, to drug the
sleeping beauty,
You don't do you to my conscience for failure of my
duty...
Left upturned upon a sofa you humiliate the snooty
You're quite the Little Richard if you get my tutti
frutti...
Many of
you used in torture, make your victim cry for mercy,
When pointed at the porcelain you're also known as
'Percy',
Tipped with poison in a blowpipe you could put me in a
hearse,
But right now your only power is to rant and rave and
curse.
You it is
that arms the briar which grows so strong and quick...
You're also on the thorn bush that makes the hedge grow
thick,
You pierced the mighty lion's foot and made his paw to
lick,
You deflate balloons at parties, in fact you are a ?????
Andy
Morley June 3rd 1994
Back to the
Index
