Mr. Bonkers in the shade
Under a rock he starts his day
Not moving much with
Not too much to say
Mr. Bonkers leads a simple life
No motor car no house no wife
It's cold, he thinks
As he washes up in the sink
While the spiders go bananas
He slips into his new pajamas
And waits to be king
Mr. Bonkers the silent one,
Thinks of times when he was young
He could run so fast
He could win the prize
He tried and tried
To dial correctly,
But the President's number's
Not listed in the directory...
Directory....
Directory......
Look inside the door
You'll never hear him snore
Not a lot to do
But sit and stare at you
Something you should know
Before you say
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