I felt OK today, back's better
But as the day went on felt quite tired
Worked at a hundred and one miles an hour
Also feeling increasingly annoyed
And in that mood, they'd better just avoid
Me if they know what's best. Just had time to
Do a bit of shopping, in which I tried
To buy two wigs, but only one must do
Where can I get a black, shaggy one, so
I can do my Dylan impression. Where?
At the King's Arms on Friday. Friday fried
Eggs, Sunday side up, poached and scrambled too
It's no yolk at all, broken, salt, pepper
Mashed potatoes tonight, yeah, mashed, destroyed!
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