Superman

My dad told me when he was young And fit as fit could be As the best Saharan lumberjack He cut down every tree He rode a wild dinosaur From York to Timbuctu He took it back to London And put it in the Zoo Then later on in World War two The German horde he beat With just his trusty penknife He forced them to retreat He’s swam the Indian ocean Ate crocodiles for tea Paddled up Niagara falls And still got home by three I relate my fathers exploits Friends give me such a ribbing They say his tales are tall ones And that my dad is fibbing But I know my dads not lying There is no way he can I know my dads not fibbing He’s a real life superman