I was walking up and down the beach one bright and sunny day
I saw a great big wooden box a floating in the bay
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise
oh! I discovered a ☻ ☻ ☻ right before my eyes

I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king
I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy most anything
but this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop:
«oh! get out of here with that ☻ ☻ ☻ before I call a cop!»

I turned around and got right out a running for my life
and then I took it home with me to give it to my wife
but this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door:
«oh! get out of here with that ☻ ☻ ☻ and don't come back no more!»

I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet
a hobo who was looking for a hand out on the street
he said he'd take most anything : he was a desperate man
but when I showed him the ☻ ☻ ☻ he turned around and ran

I wandered on for many years a victim of my fate
until one day I came upon Saint Peter at the gate
and when I tried to take it inside he told me where to go:
«get out of here with that ☻ ☻ ☻ and take it down below!»

the moral of this story is: if you're out on the beach
and you should see a great big box and it's within your reach
don't ever stop and open it up is my advice to you
'cause you'll never get rid of that ☻ ☻ ☻ no matter what you do ...

                                                    charles grean