Magic Cue

I am a professional snooker player But sometimes I am pretty sad If only I had a magic cue My life wouldn't be so bad The table lights up With bright white light It shines down in my face I can't see a thing And waiting my turn I wish I was in another place You see I get so tired Travelling around In fact....I've met the Queen Then the ref arrives And smiles at me But looks so very mean My throat is dry And my stomach aches I think I've had to much to drink So feeling full I run to the loo Must have another......phew Life of... a snooker player Can be pretty sad If only I had a magic cue My life might not be so bad