All the teeming little monsters down on the lake
Eating themselves
there's no mistake
Dragon flies gobble midgies
And Mosquitoes suck my blood
The only one who doesn't know
is Noah with his flood
Bring the animals two by two
the amster the gerbil
Even the cock roach too?
Oh Mrs Noah in her hide
Could not have conceived the turn about
Nor the laundry bill for accommodating all those lost souls,
But down on the lake
It all goes round
Like a washing machine
Clothes in a tumble drier
This year to next the seasons change
The reds mix with the whites
And it all gets stained green
From a favourite pair of socks
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