Begin at the beginning and end at the end
But then again supposin’ that road has a bend?
Then begin at the right and work your way left
Or come up the middle (if the road’s got a cleft)
Or begin at the end and work your way backwards
Or schlep up the shoulder all sloppy and slackwards
Or begin at the right and go in a square
Taking plenty of breaks to sit in the chair
You took from that idiot right over there →
But whatever you do, avoid like the plague
A man with an eye patch who answers to Craig
And a lady named Bertha who’ll be eating a lime
(Expressly for reasons pertaining to rhyme)
Now take a deep breath and start on your journey
And if you get tired? Remember the gurney . . .
That grandmother willed you (the one from Poughkeepsie)
That you pawned for some money to hire a gypsy
Who foretold of everything here you just read
(Including the part where your Grandmother’s dead)