I gave my raincoat to the BBC
I knew I did not need it anymore.
You see, the BBC ‘s a Charity
I’m gasping for cup of hot sweet tea
As down the rain has bombed, all day it roared
I gave my dresses to the BBC
I threw my maths books with hilarity
Into a recycling bin ,oh joy!
I thought that was a kind of Charity
If it rains I shan’t go out, you see.
I can do what e’er I want for evermore
I gave my flimsies to the BBC
I ‘ve got 40 coats ; they all fit me
So why do I keep on buying more and more
I’ll give my cash instead to Charity
I am a generous person in my core
I just look mean because I’m 94
I gave my stockings to the BBC
I thought that was a genuine Charity