When life seems dark and drear
Get a white paint my dear
And paint it white the way you want
From dark gloomy to fair
If you try to dey score
And the goal keeper looks too strong
Just bundle him out of the post
And roll your ball inside
When nepa doesn’t care
If your phone’s batterys charged
I have a little plan that helps
To plug it at the transformer
And should you miss your way
To wrongly plug it in
And it chars to pieces, scattering out
You’ve got no one to blame
I swear I didn’t write this thing
My keyboard typed it out for me
And as I took my thing to check
My hand did quickly pressed posted