On being a bit simple

[Fraser Allonby Q.C.]

On a warm afternoon
In the middle of June
I'll fly a balloon
And I'll shriek.

I'll sail to the moon
While I laugh and I croon,
And the ladies will swoon
At my cheek.

I'll sing my fair tune
Of a shameless baboon,
For I am a buffoon
And a freak.

[Daphne]

You never said a truer word. But we love you for it.