How Boring

 

How boring laments the moon

when itís smiling to the lovers.

They laugh and jest in the saloon

but they never return their thanks

to the kindly moon.

 

How boring regrets the sun

when itís shining on the lovers.

They joke and have a lot of fun

but they never return their thanks

to the friendly sun.

 

How boring bewails the rose

when itĎs fragrant for the lovers.

Theyíre cheek to cheek and nose to nose

but they never return their thanks

to the pretty rose.

 

How boring complains the bird

when itís singing for the lovers.

Theyíre crazy and forget each word

so they never return their thanks

to the lovely bird.

 

The moon, the sun, the rose and the bird

get more and more unhappy

and decide to work to rule.

Thatís why the lovers get more and more

disgruntled, cross and testy.