by John-h Waters & Owen Barritt
If it was a hovercraft, maybe she could hover on it
If it was a Kinder box, maybe it would break
If it was a hovercraft, maybe she could jump inside it
If it was a Kinder box, then that’d be a mistake!
Maybe it’s a flying-copter; maybe it’s a submarine
Maybe it’s a Helly Hansen; maybe it’s the Queen
Maybe it’s a trap for woozles; maybe a trap for bears
Maybe it’s just a Kinder box with lots of lines and squares
If she could hover on it, maybe it was a hovercraft
Or perhaps it was a waiter, propelled by Champagne
If she could hover on it, wouldn't it be really daft
To demonstrate it later, with an aeroplane!
Maybe it's a jar of hunny; maybe it's a Heffalump
Maybe it's a striped marshmallow; maybe it's a flump
Maybe it's the wrong sort of bee; maybe it's time for tea
Maybe it's just an excuse to put lots of words into the last line so that there is no chance of it scanning properly