The Professor Reginald Barnaby Jones, about a professor who isn't sure what he is a professor of? The result is a constant existential crises. He tempers his mood by constant dialogue with a surgical skeleton, from the human biology, and anatomy department!
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The Professor Reginald Barnaby Jones
Oh the professor,
Dr Reginald Barnaby Jones,
never was lonely,
because he never was alone.
He had a human skeleton,
in his office by the telephone.
Oh the professor,
Reginald Barnaby Jones.
Dr Reginald Barnaby Jones,
he never was alone,
he had a human skeleton,
your skeleton is made of bones,
your skeleton is made of bones,
your skeleton is made of bones.
He wasn't a professor of Medicine,
or anything you'd expect,
he wasn’t a professor of unicorns,
at least not yet!
at least not yet,
at least not yet,
at least not for now..!
Oh the Professor Reginald Barnaby Jones,
was ever so likely to enter the Twilight Zone,
whether in an interest in time travel,
alternate dimensions, or L.S.D,
if reality is a cage, then the doctor has a key.
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