I wore pink and black to a funeral
When the others all wore black
I crawled on the floor under the pew
Reversed my jacket before the priest turned back
Disasters always happen to me
But they also happen to you
As I fly by, into spiders' nets
Beside you, you know it's true
Because I'm the anxious passenger
While you're the optimistic driver
Luckily I'm a survivor
But I wouldn't bet a fiver
Last week we got a parking ticket
And then the congestion charge
You shrugged, and said, just once in a while
The two fines, and my stress, were large
I've travelled a lot, near and far
Loved Corsica, 'til knocked down by a car
On campsites I was unhappily muddied
I drove home, found my street was flooded
One boarding mishap can be blamed on me
I left my passport behind at security
Crew tried to stop racing back off the plane
I promise I'll never do that again.
Now you off travelling
Friends ask, "D'you mind being alone?"
Yes, I do, but travelling is so stressful
I'd rather fall off chairs and trip over at home.
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I changed, then add to the last line to I'd rather trip over at home, trip and trip over being useful puns.
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