The Practical Joke

I'll place you here, you won't know where you are,
maybe you'll be no one or perhaps will be a star,
the fruit are on all of the beautiful green trees,
but you can't pick them or you'll be stung by bees.

I'll give you a partner who might look after you,
but if they don't, then there's nothing you can do,
you'll see animals, beautiful coats where love lingers,
don't touch them or stroke, they might snap your fingers.

You might fancy a smoke, I left some Lucky Strike,
but there's no lighter, you can't do everything you like,
now look after your health, I'll gradually put you down,
until you start jumping and begin to itch like a clown.

Don't worry if you can't find something, I'll bring the rain,
if there's anything you missed, I'll bring you back again.