A mess of branch and felt green fingers

Obviously I could write something funny like the brilliant Sit down, Eat Some Sugar fella- but I just posted a load of stuff in the wrong language so I should ease us back in to avoid giving myself a panic attack:

I’ll race you past the border and push you in,

Because then you’ll have to fill some forms to avoid the metal sin bin,

I’ll race you past the river and push you in,

Cool you down and wash you out before you can get back onto the pebbles,

I’ll race you past the cyclone and push you in,

Because you spin around anti-clockwise and you need to stay still,

I’ll race you through the marshes and shove you downwards,

Because when I kick you I can have a better chance.

But not really all these actions for all these reasons-

Only two reasons for the four types of shit I’ll put you through

So that it takes time for you to get me back

And I didn’t have enough older brothers