Life Is Like a Maypole

Life Is Like A Maypole As elegantly as it weaves Over and under, curtsie if you please Life is like a Maypole It sometimes brings you to your knees As the tine recantar Emotions as the breeze In life you've got to remember Our lives stand true and tall There is only one direction And then destiny lends its call Fate whispers as she collects all of her fees Bending slightly over as the men have the ball Then you have to remember The flavor of their malt Screams of absurd laughter The game begins to hault The error is their fault We forgot to put the roof on And now the error is called 7th