Lunch

Long ago and far away On a long hot summer's day I set a record in the sea That everybody there could see Some men on the beach just pointed Something behind me they'd pinpointed Shouting a word ending in ark. They were pointing at a blooming shark It gave me a kind of hunch This shark wanted me for its lunch So I swam to the shore like merry hell Which left me feeling very well (And knackered too! Oh, what a to do) Now this is a very true tale I saw the shark thrash its tail The shark cursed and swam away And said 'I will get you one day.' 'Tis a warning for you all to keep Just look hard before you leap. Some sharks can be a bad bunch They will try and have you for their lunch.