Down by the cool blue swimming pool
The water's cool and I am cool
The trees provide a welcome shade
After my swim, sit in the glade
The unformed guide soon comes out
His job is walk about and shout
Not like a bride, more like a groom
With a brisk broom sweeping in each room
Maybe, 'cause he's always working
He sees me swim, thinks I'm shirking
It's exercise, I tell no lies
Yes, a 'work out' must mean working
On trees coconuts are yellow
The Guard warns me, they'll soon mellow
Watch out, too late when they turn brown
For one by one they'll fall down
You never should sit underneath
Because one day you'll come to grief
I am too old to die, and wise
To accidents of any size
I am wary, sit here, sit there
This place, that place, this chair, that chair
My bed is where I'd like to die
That is why I'm coconut shy.
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Copyright Angela Lansbury September 14th 2023.
To help any foreign language speakers, the last line is a pun on a Coconut Shy, which is a game at a fairground where you throw a ball to hit a coconut off its support and win it.
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