Two is two;
three, is three,
sometimes I feel
Like a bumble bee,
Its in the boat,
up and down,
The world feels small
With the sea all around.
I made this boat,
From my life’s hard work
Put together with mine own hands
Digestives, teacakes and and tunnocks.
Along this sea,
I feel at ease,
Its soft and tasty,
It’s the fruitcake sea
Come and join me friends,
In my boat made for me,
In a boat made of buiscuits
Sailing along fruitcake sea.