These three chords plait together into song To make Cupid's bow twang along If brainclouds have made you take a dive Play 145 And cherubs tend to thrive With love for the missing link The hole in the grail, the kitsch in synch Ice cream's lovely and Vegemite rocks But mixing them's bound to be pox And yet it's the meeting of extremes Exceeds your dreams As foul as it first seems With love... The homework the dog once ate The odd sock's mate My smile might make you think that I'm insane If gormless aloof is your game I don't know you from a bar of soap But I'd still hope We'd help each other cope With love...and Shrödinger's old cat At this point you'd expect a middle eight A bridge with a 6 could be great Although if there's nothing to improve Repeat the move A rut is just a groove With love... And, of course, it goes without saying that I don't long to be right at every turn When wrong's such a bright way to learn And if there's no answer there to miss Accepting this Is tantamount to bliss With love... Not to mention... End with wit and profundity sublime If not then at least make it rhyme So flap little dove and rise above The "push and shove" And good old "hand in glove" With love for the missing link The hole in the grail, the kitsch in synch The homework the dog once ate The odd sock's mate and Shrödinger's old cat And, of course, it goes without saying that... Not to mention...