Get Me To A Nunnery

If I'm Poirot tomorrow, then I'm Scooby-Doo today (Not sorrow per se, computer okay) A bewigged Samson soon to be a Hercules (Non, Monsieur toupée, a tonsure? Touché) I don't know how, how I say Get me to a nunnery I say Get me to a nunnery My fuddy-duddy buddies haven't a clue what to say (Tomorrow, today, maternal padre) I shake my fists at the heavens, but then she messaged me (In my dreams, I slay, priapic mayday) I fell foul I say Get me to a nunnery I say Get me to a nunnery How was your day? (I'm glad you asked) Maybe I'll stay (I'm glad you askеd) I miss our heyday (That's in the past) Don't throw me away