I knowest I left it somewhere.
Didst I leave it in the garden shed,
To hide it from Sol’s glare?
Where didst I put my friggle-frag?
Wouldst it be inside my car?
I knowest it likes to pretend to drive
Up yonder hills so far.
It couldst be here, it couldst be there,
It couldst be nowhere quick.
The thingst about the friggle-frag
Is it’st fourteen inches thick.
But, don’tst be asking me
What the blighter lookest like.
I can’t remember if it be a book
Or a five speed racing bike!
I just knowest that I’ve lost it and
Really couldst do with the blighter back.
Because without my friggle-frag
Mi brain don’tst run on the right track!