Do the trees really talk, does the wind really whistle
and how is it donkeys eat dry, spiky thistles?
Is it really the truth, do pigs fly by?
how long grows a nose, if you tell a tall lie?
Is one for sorrows, two for joys
do sweet things make girls, do bad things make boys?
If you wait for a bus for a very long time
they arrive altogether in a long, long line.
But across the road going the other way
There’s bus after bus for the whole day.
How is it a worm can be cut down the middle,
and two seconds later both halves start to wriggle?
How does a chicken without its head
runs around for a while before it’s dead?
How can a chameleon change from green,
to brown to white till it can’t be seen?
How is it that leaves turn four shades of brown
before they let go and fall straight to the ground?
There’s weird and wonderful, animals and birds
In stories and tales of old I’ve heard?
I wonder as I walk along down my street
and take in the wonderful things I meet.
Whether it’s Winter, Autumn, Summer or Spring.
Life is truly a wonderful, fabulous thing.
Some say life is hard, some say life’s a gas
some live in the lane that goes very fast.
But, me I’m blessed with the life I lead
I’m not missing a bit of it, no indeed!