The Ghost of Billys Pants
Created | Updated Jun 11, 2003
The Ghost of Billys Pants
I saw the ghost of Billy's pants
When I was only ten
A spectre seldom seen although
I didn't know it then
Twas on the river Tees you see
One balmy summers eve
When Billy's pants went sailing by
And signalled time to leave
He died of being kicked into
The river by a cow
And those pants should have been
As far as Middlesborough by now
Yet there they were as large as life
Though maybe slightly wetter
I don’t suppose he needs them now
He wont be getting better
I close my eyes and see them still
Like it were just last night
And even though he's lost his pants
I know he's quite alright
So let this be a lesson
Learn to be a better swimmer
Unless you want to end up as
A fishes pantless dinner
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