Do not rain on my parade, you stomach rumbling bunk!
Sit back, relax, and do your thinking in a trunk.
You're a pain, a real nuisance, a bother to face.
I'd rather not deal with you, but you won't give me space.
Stomach now rumbling, from frying pan to fire,
I'm here, no different from a deflated tyre.
My hunger's growling loud, my belly's in despair.
I need some food, and fast, to repair.
......
Hither and thither he went,
Then southward, and soonest north,
Nonstop cuddled and bussed by the wind,
Inward or outward, all oblivious!
Green snakes in Agbada,
More venomous than the Anaconda,
Bloodsucking demons ubiquitous,
But I bet that's not my business!
......
Do not rain on my parade, you stomach rumbling bunk!
Sit back, relax, and do your thinking in a trunk.
You're a pain, a real nuisance, a bother to face.
I'd rather not deal with you, but you won't give me space.
Stomach now rumbling, from frying pan to fire,
I'm here, no different from a deflated tyre.
My hunger's growling loud, my belly's in despair.
I need some food, and fast, to repair.
......
Hither and thither he went,
Then southward, and soonest north,
Nonstop cuddled and bussed by the wind,
Inward or outward, all oblivious!
Green snakes in Agbada,
More venomous than the Anaconda,
Bloodsucking demons ubiquitous,
But I bet that's not my business!
......