yes, i used to sit in the backseat and sing off-key soprano accompaniment to my father’s off-key baritone:

caviar comes from the virgin sturgeon.

the virgin sturgeon’s a very fine fish.

the virgin sturgeon is no urchin,

that’s why caviar is my dish.

my father appreciated expensive things, which he often bought, although he couldn’t often afford them. and he appreciated nonsense verse, which i will always love him for. so, papa, here’s some expensive saffron for you. it comes from the hocus-pocus crocus. i hope you’re doing a lot of laughing at nonsense wherever you are.

wild crocus (not crocus sativus however)

orb river, languedoc, france