Cantaloupe

No hope, no hope.

There is no hope.

The earth is not a cantaloupe.

But will you listen?

Of course you won’t.

The earth is not a cantaloupe.

Yes, it’s round

Of course it spins

You know with Venus it is twins

But just because it whirls about

Does not mean it’s a cantilout.

Ah, no hope, no hope.

There is no hope

Of pulling off a decent joke

When you are so convinced, so sure

That the earth is truly a cantilore.

What pain, what pain!

Im going insane!

Let's take a walk down memory lane

You do remember—oh, good lord.

The earth is not a cantahoard.

You are hopeless!

You're no good!

THE EARTH IS NOT A CANTALOOD

Why don't you get it?

Why don't you lie flat?

The earth is a planet

And that

Is

That.