Georgie Porgy and the Mystery by Ian Inkster
Georgie Porgy pudding and pie
Kissed the Girls and Made them Cry
When the boys Came out to Play
Georgie Porgy ran away.
Georgie Porgy through all his doubt
Finding out what it is all about
Asking girls and making friends
Knowing them well in the end.
Georgie Porgy no special looks
Hiding with girls learning the hooks
Not much of a body that maybe
But he's learning about the mystery.
The lads who play footie and do macho stuff
They think they know it all.
Boasting of conquests saying they get enough
They're standing oh so tall.
But it all eludes them and the girls don't exist
Don't even know their names
In the gym they try and on the field persist
But it's Georgie whose good at the games.
So in the village no-one blames
And a cuddle from Georgie reigns
And as the babies play their games
There's Porgy in all of their names.
Georgie Porgy pudding and pie
Kissed the Girls and Made them Cry
When the boys Came out to Play
Georgie Porgy, he ran away.
Ian Inkster
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