There was a baboon who one afternoon said I think I’ll fly to the sun
So with two big palms stuck to his arms, he started his take-off run
Mile after mile mile he galloped in style but never once left the ground
travelling to slow” said a passing crow “Try reaching the speed of sound”
So he put on a spurt, my God how it hurt but he still didn’t get any higher
Racing on through the night both his knees caught alight, smoke
billowed from his rear
But quick to his aid came the fire brigade, who chased him for over a year
There were great clouds of steam as he raced through a stream but he still didn’t get any higher
Many years passed by, did baboon ever
fly, did he ever get to the sun?
We’ve just heard today, he’s well on his way, he’ll be passing through Neasden at 1.