I’ve been wracking my brains
Why we should need to go fracking
When there’s so many planes
To such a many sided coin
Sure, it fracks up my mind –
There’d be more sense in car-jacking
And a good deal more pleasure
Gained from jumping a groyne
But now it seems at the sea
When off in holiday glee
We’ve such a need to sit sulking
We no longer enjoy
The sport of hunting for shells
Of turning green at the smells
Splashing past nappies and tampons
That we pass at the buoy
Yeah, Blackpool’s not such a gas
They’ve fracked the lights and the glass
Until the Biggest of Dippers
Is a red saveloy
The very thought is a joke
We leave the dirty Big Smoke
And spend our cash on a cuppa
While the ground spills its coke
No refunds, no money back
When your vacationing snack
Has turned the tables, bit the big one
With a seismic attack
It’s all a plateful of fun
Beneath the cool English sun
While you can ignite the water
That you get from the tap