No Longer Amused

“Cross my heart, you’re that guy,
Lone rider dodgem, coconut shy!
Cross my heart, hook a duck,
2p a go, shit out of luck!
No longer amused, what’s left to say?
You’ve got no game I’d like to play.

Cross my heart, loaded gun,
Fired off target, killed the fun,
Cross my heart, burst the bubble,
Popped balloons, toil and trouble.
No longer amused, what’s left to say?
You’ve got no game, but player play.”

– Brocarde