Dear all, Sadly without the accompanying cartoons. I want to be an idiot And go to idiot land An idiot bird upon my head An idiot in my hand I'd walk like a total idiot And sing like idiots do And people would say "what an idiot, He's an idiot through and through". And I'd plant an idiots garden And live in an idiot house; A harmless grinning idiot With my lovely idiot spouse. Leunig. Regards, Mikey.