I met a girl in heels
Swimming with some very cute seals.
I said, “you’ll ruin those shoes!”.
But, after lots of booze,
I joined her in my heels!
I Met A Girl In Heels
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Tag Archives: Rhyme
Ban It
When a young lady named Janet
Said, “government should certainly ban it!”.
And I said, “I agree.
Do please have some tea”.
She said, “tea! I’d ban it!”.
A Warning of Dust
I have felt love, and lust.
And coughed, in the early morning.
A warning
Of dust.
My Old Friend Miss White
As I walked home late last night
I met my old friend miss White,
Who said, “some young women
Have their minds on sinning”.
Then she winked at me last night!
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As I walked home late last night
I met my old friend miss White,
Who said, “some men
Take up their pen.
But it’s too hot for that tonight!
Writ On A Most Ancient Grave
On a most ancient grave
Is writ,
“Here lies the great Dave.
His wit
Was razor-sharp.
Yet, for all his art,
He ended in this grave!”.
A Young Lady Fond Of Bananas And Custard (2)
A young lady fond of bananas and custard
Kept a bird that’s known as a bustard.
She lost her pyjamas
Whilst in the Bahamas,
And got covered in some tasty egg custard.
A Young Lady Fond Of Bananas And Custard
A young lady fond of bananas and custard
Got confused with a jar of strong mustard.
She ran up the stairs
Crying, “my apples and pears!”.
Which was strange, as she just wanted custard!
A Young Lady Named Lin
A young lady named Lin
Was fond of dropping in.
She fell through the ceiling
Whilst the vicar was kneeling.
And now he’s marrying Lin!
My Cleaner
I once had a very nice cleaner
Who went by the name of Justina.
She was rather witty
And really quite pretty.
And got fired by my girlfriend Christina!
Perchance I Shall Thumb My Nose
Will government do the hokey cokey and close
The pubs (which only reopened on 4 July)?
Scientists cry,
“We maintain, that the pubs must close again!”.
And the electorate thumb their nose
At politicians,
As the country goes
To pedition.
And I think
Of a dry
Autumn to come.
So will enjoy a drink
In the hot summer sun.
And rhyme
‘Ere time
Is called, and the pubs are closed.
And, perchance
I shall thumb my nose
At those
Who would destroy
The dance
Of joy.
