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I want another slice of rhubarb tart.
I want another lovely slice.
I'm not disparaging the blueberry pie,
But rhubarb tart is oh-so very nice.
A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart!
A what-barb tart? A rhubarb tart!
I want another slice of rhubarb tart!
The principles of modern philosophy
Were postulated by Descartes.
Discarding everything he wasn't certain of,
He said 'I think, therefore I am a rhubarb tart'.
A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart!
A René who? René Descartes!
Poor mutt, he thought he was a rhubarb tart.
A rhubarb tart has fascinated all the poets,
Especially the immortal bard.
He caused Richard the Third to call on Bosworth Field:
'My kingdom for a slice of rhubarb tart!'
Immortal what? Immortal tart!
A rhubarb what? A rhubarb bard!
As rhymes go, that is really pretty bad.
Since Wassily Kandinsky and Paul Klee
Laid down the axioms of modern art
Even Jackson Pollock and Piet Mondrian
Prefer to paint a slice of rhubarb tart.
Wassi who? A Wassi-ly
Kandin who? A Kandin-sky
And how did he get in there for a start?
Read all the existentialist philosophers,
Like Schopenhauer and Jean-Paul Sartre.
Even Martin Heidegger agrees on one thing:
Eternal happiness is rhubarb tart.
A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart!
Jean-Paul who? Jean-Paul Sartre!
That sounds just like a rhyme from Lionel Bartre.
I want another slice of rhubarb tart.
I want another lovely slice.
I'm not disparaging the blueberry pie,
But rhubarb tart is oh-so very nice.
Sorry I was getting sick of spam.
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