Chimon Tendo

Hi ho hi ho

It’s off to Rome we go

With an apple and a sword

In and Anglia Ford

Hi ho hi ho 

The plane, the train

The car, the boat

On road or a float

In the snow or perhaps the rain.

I can call, write, play or work.

Why oh why oh why

Is there only rain clouds in the sky?

It was not cos I killed a spider 

As it tried to catch it and ride her
Some say it the winds that gust

Due to the gulf stream 

That causes all our golf irons to rust.

I only getthe sun in my dream.

June is coming to a close 

And summer has come

The heat makes me suppose

That when this hot temperature be done 

Here is a poem I wrote while drunk .