Why I Do Not Drive a Jaguar
A wealthy fool once came to me
Change it now, change it all
Change all these pipes
Sir that would be fifteen thousand
In lieu of his ego, mine came running too
Only give me a minute
Let me weigh up this dilemma
And lo! A small adjustment needs
Get the wrench and got it right
A lowly plumber with vast experience strikes
That would be all of three hundred sir
But there was no way
That he could pay
For five minutes fixed
Ah, but subsequently learned
Its immoral to leave fool with his money
And so traded in my ride
For a much quicker donkey
Accounts are easy too
Its : inky pinky ponky
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