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I'm rather thin and oddly shaped
No standard form for me
I'm partly curved and partly square
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His deadpan eyes refused to share,
the agonies of my despair
My soul to bare
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And then that 'friendly' Giant Sloth
I thought you'd gained an ugly growth
A Vicar would have wed you both
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I bought a giant Ostrich
He'd scoff them up, I thought
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Don't you think that I should know ?
I listen every night
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But pictures of my aunty Jane
Just showed the 'naughty' bits
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They may like trees, they may like holes
They may live underground like moles
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The hangman's noose had just one role,
as panic gripped my stricken soul
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Her secret's in the force she knits
The expertise she brings…
The strength in Crawshay's needles, mean,
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My name is DashyRushyFly
I'm always in a hurry
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He snacks on fresh donkeys
Washed down with a lake
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The moonlight danced amongst the trees
As fading birdsong skimmed the breeze
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Galfalfa, Galfalfa, the girl with the giggle
Her muse has now gone, with a hop and a wiggle
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I tried to feed them rubber seeds,
but rubber seeds just ain't their feed
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A poet, photographer, songstress and wit
Looks of a film star, with figure to fit
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and clouds are made of cream Where butterflies have golden wings and traffic lights are green
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Take her out to dinner And buy the best champagne then flash the fancy jewellery
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I beat Joe 'Flatworm' Frasier, in two, three minute rounds And Sugar 'Lugworm' Leonard ?
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My broken toenails even tried, but could not stem the bathtub tide Soap suds hardly wet the base
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He wears these crazy slippers
He named them 'Left' & 'Right'
And when he starts to dance in them
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So Mamsifract with hickerbread Beflizzed the worminous Tobes A magic spell of grizz and gred
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Two of them lived 'neath my bed Till four moved back again
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I hang-glide off 'The Keys' I only play beach volleyball In thirty five degrees
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A gathering of Fairies, had calmly floated by They beckoned me with open arms, and whispered, "Don't be shy"
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No future war would this surmount
For no-one's left to take account
As endless victim's bodies mount
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And all the kids are there Pulling at my knotty string Unravelling my hair
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The grass is green? Now why is that? There's something wrong I know Mummy said at Christmas time
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Her brother likes to comb his face, his mother doesn't care As long as he shampoos it well, she says it shouldn't scare
by WelshDragon
63 lines, 13 comments,
on Nov 29 6:15 PM 2006
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I want a Streptococcus germ for Christmas
Only a Streptococcus germ will do
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I stand out in the garden, all crisp and fresh and clean I have the biggest snowman's smile,the best you've ever seen
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And once adorned in purest light
They take to their most joyful flight
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"Santa is ill, he's caught a cold
We're helping him out today
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