Through the......square window.

An old boss of mine had a famous 'on the telly' dad.
So consequently, he and his sister were on Playschool
all the time. Apparently, Big Ted smelt a bit, and no-one
wanted to play with Hamble. Remember Hamble?

Hamble?
What kind of fucking name was that?
No wonder no-one wanted to play with her.

I expect she's all alone in a home now.
I expect that's where I'll end up.

Wearing my dress back to front, and
exposing myself to the cleaners.

Hang on, I do that now.