Flimsy is the one that falls out of a tree,
He lies about everything that he can see.

Flimsy has a new cast every week,
His leg, his arm, or even his cheek.

When you’re talking to flimsy himself,
Don’t believe a word he says,
For they are flimsy themselves.

Flimsy is the machine that brakes in your hand,
So you go to get a refund from the man,
Who is flimsy himself,
And then he replies,
This stuff is so cheep,
And then he sighs.