Seems that Bum Hole Bump,
Is deceiving the US,
With the worst fake news!
We hope it ends soon,
The world is getting weird,
Looks normal, it ain’t.
As complex as simple is.
Seems that Bum Hole Bump,
Is deceiving the US,
With the worst fake news!
We hope it ends soon,
The world is getting weird,
Looks normal, it ain’t.
Up and out early,
Down the land and up the land,
We will get there soon.

Stockport Station now,
We going further northwards,
On a virgin train
Blossom on the trees,
That calls the springtime forth,
In eye catching style.

Soon, summer will come.
Here too soon and then it’s gone.
I’ll feel I’ve missed it.
Sunday goes quickly,
Monday looms a night away,
Still got this evening.
Thinking about it,
Writing a book or something,
One page at a time.