when you cry yourself to sleep.
Old Mother Goose,
She had a bus,
And threw herself under it.
Said the Con to hisself
"It's just as well"
"I really couldn't afford her shit".
With a cat in the lap I took a nap.
And woke up yesterday morning.
Then the rain came and I took the blame
for being so terribly boring.
Nobody wants to hear my songs
and I don't hold them accountable.
I wrote this junk while up from my bunk,
it is no doubt inscrutable.
My teachers were a variable lot,
To them goes most the credit.
But they're all so much history;
I could write a book but you wouldn't read it.
I've never seen a purple cow
And I never hope to see one.
But I can tell you any how
I'd rather see than be one.
Ah, Yes. I wrote the Purple Cow,
And now I'm sorry I wrote it.
But I can tell you any how
I'll kill you if you quote it.
Nothing but a nonsense rhyme from Grandfather Prince.