Some swine sneaked in when I was sleeping
And stole my plot when I wasn’t peeping
Its gone, its gone - wailed I in despair
I want it back, its sooooo not fair!
The plot is mine, all mine you hear
So give it back, I want it here
Whatever you want, whatever you say
Whatever ransom - I’ll pay, I’ll pay
I didn’t miss it, not at first
But now its just got worse and worse
The plot is gone, oh what to do?
Cos now I’ve lost my willpower too
Now just one of these is bad enough
With Christmas near and festive stuff
But to lose them both is quite a mess
So to Minimins I’ve must confess
Miss Chatterbox has come to say
“Just let them go, send them away
You don’t need them, you’ve got me now”
Oh my - is Miss CB a cow!
We must unite and fight the foe
Onwards and downwards me must go
I have a plan, which might be working
Don’t think plots gone, might just be lurking
So tonight in bed when I am sleeping
And once again will not be peeping
My plot will come back home to me
And I will hug him, gratefully
And in the morning I hope to find
Mr Willpower close behind
Might be the "season to be jolly"
But to lose them both is a major folly