Like, one day a criminal was robbing a bank
He was using a one-hundred-twenty-ton tank Ton = 2,000 pounds
The bees I had trained flew in a flurry
The man in the tank got out in a hurry
His hands in the air, his gun never tested
The law came around and that guy was arrested.
And then there’s the time that the church was afire
My butterfly carried me up to the spire Spire = steeple
I called forth my eagles who blocked out the sun
Their claws carried water, the job was soon done
The people were spared in an orderly way Orderly = neat
And Marceau, once again, had indeed saved the day.
These stories related are not rare events
They happen quite often and make very good sense
I admit they’re not fact but just how I feel
While driving my cab they appear very real Appear = seem
My adventures are laden with great joy and sorrow Laden = filled
If you want to hear more … just tune in tomorrow.