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The Cork Song
July
A.S. XXXVII (2002)
Oh wouldn't it be grand to be a Cork
There's really naught in life that can compare
A cork can hold your messages
Or stopper up your wine
A cork can save your eyeball from a pointy-ended tine
Oh yes it would be grand to be a Cork
There's really naught that I would rather be
A cork can make a bullseye stick
Or even float your boat
A cork can jazz the orchestra and mute a trumpet note
Oh I'd be aweful proud to be a Cork
There's really naught a truer thing to say
For if there'd never been a cork
LIfe wouldn't be the same
Why, there'd be no fizzy POP! when you open the champagne!
Oh wouldn't it be grand to be a -
Wouldn't it be grand to be a -
Wouldn't it be grand to be a COORRRRK!
POP!
