Time Travel

Just imagine if you could time travel, What sort of mysteries could you unravel? I would stop every minute of the day, Pull down the bosses trousers for all the deductions in my pay. I would go back in time when I was young, And kick the bugger’s **** for all the times he failed instead of won. I’ll take a stack of photos all of me, And scatter through each era in history. I’d place crab claws in all the fossils they consider a human missing link, And in each crab claw a Budweiser drink, what do you think? But most of all I would love to see God creating the heavens and the Earth, To camcorder the events of their birth. I’d tell Adam “Don’t listen to that woman, don’t eat the fruit.” For her daughter’s will nag your sons and spend their loot. And how they boast that birth pains are like no other, That his sons are blind to the fact they turn out to be just like their mother. Did I tell you I can time travel but it’s a pain? And did I tell you how frightened I am of flying in a plane? All I get out of it is feeling tired which is a drag, So good night all, this time traveller is going to sleep off the jetlag. © 2000