A free wish.
Just the begin of another long, long day,
I sometimes wish that I could run away.
Perhaps somewhere on the moon at night,
This I know would give me a great delight.
I could of course run and hide behind the sun,
A wonderful place I know to have so much fun.
Or run away and hide down by the sunny Seashore,
Now that would be a fine place for me, Bernard Shaw.
No I will run away all on my own, without little old you,
Why you cannot even eat up a plate of Mummies stew.
Apart from that sister of mine you are a silly little girl,
I will be all on my own you would only bring all in a whirl.
I would again be blamed for all that goes wrong,
Why even the man from China a Mr Lee Wong
He can enjoy and have fun all the long day.
As long as he does what his neighbours say.