as I betook my daily travel
otherside the reservoir
I did happen to unstart me
near an old abandoned car
for I heard my bladder calling,
"no me gusta trabajar"
so I did unzip and tinkle
on the old abandoned car
then I heard me from behinded
a great laffy-hardy-har:
"what do ye there, oddfeller,
to that old abandoned car?"
the did I sing, "be-dong, be-ding,
and a merry toora loory!
tis nun yer bizniz what I do
unto this auld Mercúry!"

