I wrote a parody based on 'April Morning'. I can't claim it's anyone's favourite, but some people like it.

'Twas on one April morning, just as the sun was dawning,
'Twas on one April morning down at the supermart,
There's a checkout girl called Nancy, with everything you can
      fancy,
I thought I'd do my shopping so I got myself a cart.


Now trolleys are false and are full of all deceiving,
Trolleys are false and they seldom will run true,
For they're twisting and they're turning, your intentions they are
      spurning,
They are always on the lookout for some different aisle from
      you.


If I had but my token in my pocket,
If I had put that trolley back again,
There in the car-park I would lock it up for ever,
And I would bother never with such a thing again.


Why do you spend all your long, long time in cursing,
Why do you waste all your energies in vain?
When I'm faced with such a task it would be better with a
      basket,
And all those bloody trolleys can stay out there in the rain.

The tune is obviously the same. Feel free to sing it if you wish.