Oh Game Boy Micro,
Where are you?
I want to play you,
On the loo.

The postman comes,
The postman goes,
But where you are,
Nobody knows.

Arrive my pet,
And dry these tears,
Arrive to quell,
My thieving fears.

Has postie fallen,
For your charm?
If this is so,
I’ll do him harm.

Please come and find me,
By bike or van,
Please come and find me,
If you can.