Tuesday, June 24, 2003

I've just written this nice little parody on a song called "Bright Shiny Morning". It will eventually go onto the National Grid for Learning website as a school lesson. :O)

One bright shiny morning I rose from my pillow,

One bright shiny morning, so early one day.

Who should I meet but a six legged stranger,

A six legged stranger, a-waltzing my way.

Come dearest Mother, come sit down besides me,

Oh come dearest mother and comb through my hair.

For my scalp it is twitching, my skin’s sore and itching,

Infested with wildlife, it’s simply not fair.

Send for the lotions to sort out my problem,

Send for the lotions before its too late,

Send for the lotions , the creams and the potions,

The chemical solutions to sort out my state.

They say they’re not fussy for blonds brunettes or red-heads,

They say they’re not fussy, so why did they pick me.

Crawling and creeping and antennae peeping,

There’s simply no sleeping until I’m nit free.

To the tune “Bright Shiny Morning”.

Words © Philip Edwards 2003.