


The return of Nina Simone
or
"Eek a vampire"
Bidom Bidom Bidom Bidom Bidom Bidom Bidom Baa!
The Sausage Man he sang aloud,
To treason to the kettle,
And stand upon the highest gub,
And twofold stinging nettle.
"OK" replied the Kid of Pumpkin,
and houses garden shed,
"Bidom Bidom," the Spam Man said,
And sat upon his head.
"Where are we now?" the teacup said,
"mm mmm mm mmmm!"
And turbulence of pudding plum,
"What do you mean, 'mmm'?"
"It's your fault for being a speaking teapot,"
The PK deftly quipped,
As he removed the Spam Man twice as fast,
And ran from Dracula's Crypt.
But Dracula, a scarey barss,
Was changed into a bat,
So the plastic fork is unalive,
As is poor Postman Pat.
His van had swerved to miss PK,
Who was eating nom,
It crashed into the Hermit Crab,
"Bidom Bidom Bidom."

