And then on the scorching savanna
Rode a horseman who wore a bandanna
His saddle of leather
Was as light as a feather
Which suited his horse, Pollyanna.
There was an old man from Caerphilly
Who was soft on a young girl called Millie.
It would be more sage
To choose one nearer in age
But she was such a beautiful filly.
One day in the Pump Room at Bath
Entered two men named Simon and Garth
They'd argue and shout
'Til they both got thrown out
Where they grappled around on the path
[I'm gonna change my own fourth line to better fit my ending...]
There was once a poodle puppy called Pip
Who at barking was prone to let rip.
But when sent to the pound
He tripled the sound
When he got the malthusian snip.
My country, when viewed on a map,
Where its belly is, looks like a flap.
It bulges right out,
almost meeting its snout,
And ends with a doff of its cap.
This morning, while making some toast
There was a Young Lady of Glasgow
Who one weekend was handed an ASBO
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eta: my apologies to the lovely citizens of Glasgow, who really are the nicest people on the planet, for rhyming their city with ASBO
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Was cast a spell of Temporal Stasis
Was cast a spell of Temporal Stasis
The camels all froze
Was cast a spell of Temporal Stasis
The camels all froze
We were stuck in a pose
And we couldn't tie even our laces.
Rode a horseman who wore a bandanna
Rode a horseman who wore a bandanna
His saddle of leather
Was as light as a feather
Which suited his horse, Pollyanna.
I drip like a waterfall bright
I drip like a waterfall bright
My shining emissions
I drip like a waterfall bright
My shining emissions
(beware suppositions!)
I drip like a waterfall bright
My shining emissions
(beware suppositions!)
Are thought by my bedmates a blight.
Who was soft on a young girl called Millie.
It would be more sage
To choose one nearer in age
But she was such a beautiful filly.
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One day in the Pump Room at Bath
Entered two men named Simon and Garth
They'd argue and shout
'Til they both got thrown out
Where they grappled around on the path
Who at barking was prone to let rip.
Who at barking was prone to let rip.
But when sent to the pound
He made not a sound
There was once a poodle puppy called Pip
Who at barking was prone to let rip.
But when sent to the pound
He tripled the sound
When he got the malthusian snip.
Where its belly is, looks like a flap.
Where its belly is, looks like a flap.
It bulges right out
Where its belly is, looks like a flap.
It bulges right out,
almost meeting its snout,
And ends with a doff of its cap.
This morning, while making some toast
In a beach hut, overlooking the coast
In a beach hut, overlooking the coast
I stuck in a fork
In a beach hut, overlooking the coast
I stuck in a fork
To a sausage of pork
In a beach hut, overlooking the coast
I stuck in a fork
To a sausage of pork
Then realised I was now a ghost
I quietly sipped some Corona
I quietly sipped some Corona
Then the power-pop beat
I quietly sipped some Corona
Then the power-pop beat
Got me up off my seat
I quietly sipped some Corona
Then the power-pop beat
Got me up off my seat
Engulfed in the vibe like ol' Jonah.
My air guitar playing excels
My air guitar playing excels
The hits from my bong
My air guitar playing excels
The hits from my bong
And the ding of my dong
My air guitar playing excels
The hits from my bong
And the ding of my dong
Conjure groupies in ritzy hotels.
There was a Young Lady of Glasgow
Who one weekend was handed an ASBO
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eta: my apologies to the lovely citizens of Glasgow, who really are the nicest people on the planet, for rhyming their city with ASBO
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There was a Young Lady of Glasgow
Who one weekend was handed an ASBO
She had to stay in
A-swilling her GIN
Who one weekend was handed an ASBO
She had to stay in
A-swilling her GIN
Doing nothing but watching the grass grow.
Who committed a serious fraud
Who committed a serious fraud
She claimed to be chaste
Who committed a serious fraud
She claimed to be chaste
And conned a poor Rast
afarian who was named Claud
Went into the bushes and hid
Went into the bushes and hid
When by ran a squirrel
Went into the bushes and hid
When by ran a squirrel
(to see Sid made her ill)
Went into the bushes and hid
When by ran a squirrel
(to see Sid made her ill)
So Sid, as he hid flipped his lid
The was an old woman of Chester
Who dealt with a shady investor
Who slept in a bed with a tester *.
"It means I can laugh
At the tiniest draught
And any nocturnal infester".
* the roof part of a four-poster bed, often with a pelmet.
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A worthy young wheelwright from Wakefield
For timeless posterity's sake wheeled
His latest creation