THE BOVINE BOMBER
In early ninety seven we trawled the Eastern seas
Hoping for a heavy catch and welcoming the breeze
Our lives were interrupted by an incident most rare
The details of this sorry tale my friends, with you I'll share.
CHORUS:
The Bovine Bomber's overhead, what's that! Oh HOLY COW!
That flying, mooing milk churn has struck our starboard bow!
One of us was stricken speechless - but none of us are dead
And poor old Lee Chin's stricken worst....A pat upon the head!!!
Our lives, we thought were ended but help was close at hand
We all were plucked to safety and returned unto dry land
But our sorrow wasn't over - for when we told our tale
They laughed right in our faces and they slammed us in the jail!
CHORUS
We begged and we protestedthat they really ought to hear
How a flying cow had blasted us and caused us so much fear
It was only some weeks later that those bombers did come clean
About a stolen cow they'd hidden in their Russian flight machine
CHORUS
They stole it in Siberia then launched into the air
Which caused the cow to rant and rage as it got quite a scare
The Russian crew - in spirits high - on Vodka I don't doubt
Had a mad cow upon their plane - they HAD to let it out!
CHORUS
So if you go a fishing in the seas around Japan
Keep your eyes raised to the heavens - look for Boris, He's your man
He is called the Bovine Bomber - he's a man of great renown
And he's learned that basic lesson....What goes up, my friend, comes down!
CHORUS
It fits several tunes, hope you like it! I think I have a warped sense of humour! (Well actually I KNOW!!)
Happy writing, watch out for Boris!
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