My Family And Other Monsters
My Dad’s got a big nose
Which he blows as well
My Mother’s mouth flaps and flaps
Neither of them get ill
They pore over the papers
That’s how they get their thrill
About the news that titillates
Or streamlines the consciousness
They always eat well
And drink a little wine
And when the talk begins to flow
We’re all feeling just fine –
(I don’t say much, because you know
These days I rarely shine.)
We all live in a house
That is more like a boat
I must live quieter than a mouse
Of this there is no doubt
And I like to play and dance a little jig
And as for sadness- Ha ha har!
I couldn’t give a fig!