Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,
A fly can’t bird, but a bird can fly.
Ask me a Riddle and I’ll reply:
“Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie”
Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie
A fish can’t whistle and neither can I.
Ask me a Riddle and I’ll reply:
“Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie”
Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie
Why does a chicken, I don’t know why.
Ask me a Riddle and I’ll reply:
“Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie”
This other Poem kind of explains it, or you could pick up the book and read Benjamin’s in depth explaination
How can you get very far,
If you don’t know Who You Are?
How can you do what you ought,
If you don’t know What You’ve Got?
And if you don’t know Which To Do
Of all the things in front of you,
Then what you’ll have when you are through
Is just a mess without a clue
Of all the best that can come true
If you know What and Which and Who