Everything Stops for Acid

I am.
 A got about a flan about a want to be a fan about
 You'll never get a better chap
 To put upon a buttered bap.
 You'd better give
 A chap a sedative.
 It's got to be the best bit
 To keep a jolly waistcoat
 A nice buttered bun and a cup of tea
 In the midday sun is fine with me.
 Nightfall, spiteful,
 But I take my rightful
 Seat, the beat here's quite delightful
 When one gets so flaccid
 Everything stops for acid
 Banjolele solo!
 Mmm, rather enjoyed that.
 I think I'll have another go.
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 Oh crikey, it's Lady Fanshaw
 Darshalton, I'm not in!