Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,
Her clothes all tattered and torn,
It was not the spider whom crept beside her,
But Little Boy Blue and his horn.
Mary had a little lamb,
It ran into a Pylon,
10.00 volts shot up it\'s arse,
And turned the wool to Nylon.
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To have some Hanky Panky,
Silly Jill forgot her Pill,
And now there\'s Little Frankie
Her clothes all tattered and torn,
It was not the spider whom crept beside her,
But Little Boy Blue and his horn.
Mary had a little lamb,
It ran into a Pylon,
10.00 volts shot up it\'s arse,
And turned the wool to Nylon.
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To have some Hanky Panky,
Silly Jill forgot her Pill,
And now there\'s Little Frankie