Circus

My quantpole lies over the ocean.
My quantpole lies over the sea.
My quantpole lies over the ocean.
Oh bring back my quantpole to me.

Chorus:
Bring back, bring back,
Oh bring back my quantpole to me, to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh bring back my quantpole to me.

Last night as I lay on my pillow.
Last night as I lay on my bunk.
Last night as I lay on my pillow.
I dreamt that my quantpole had sunk.

Oh blow ye winds over the ocean.
Oh blow ye winds over the sea.
Oh blow ye winds over the ocean.
And bring back my quantpole to me.

The winds have blown over the ocean.
The winds have blown over the sea.
The winds have blown over the ocean.
And brought back my quantpole to me.