The blacksmith's son's name was Matt,
Under a tree in the back yard he sat,
Amusing himself,
By abusing himself,
And catching the load in his hat.
Under a tree in the back yard he sat,
Amusing himself,
By abusing himself,
And catching the load in his hat.
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"