Ah cold porridge! I think not, waitress: marmalade
Of infinite zest, on toast lightly browned. I’ll have
A pot of coffee black a Colombian blend and now how
About juice freshly squeezed and that’s it, thanks.
Ah cold porridge! I think not, waitress: marmalade
Of infinite zest, on toast lightly browned. I’ll have
A pot of coffee black a Colombian blend and now how
About juice freshly squeezed and that’s it, thanks.
My eyes require an examination
So, I have to visit to the optician
As I walk along, I can see the sign
So, for the door I make a beeline
As I walk through the door, I used
I pause, more than a little confused
I look around for a place to hide
As I’ve walked into the Nationwide
To entertain the natives sent
A clown once to a jungle went
Natives entertained were not
And put him in the cooking pot
The clown is now well cooked
And very appetizing looked
Chief cannibal now took a bite
To satisfy his appetite
He could not place the flavour
As the meal he tried to savour
It’s not like antelope or bunny
Or does this clown taste funny?
It was early in the
Month of June
I knew my trip
Would end to soon
In Batsi town
On Andros isle
I came to rest
And stayed a while
The northern isle
In the Cyclades
With sun and sand
And soft sea breeze
Bathed in the sun
And in the blue sea
Bathed in the beauty
Of the culture I see
I’ll miss the place
And people fare
The scent of herbs
On warm night air
The groves and vines
Of differing hues
The hills and valleys
And Aegean views
For one last look
I slowly turn
I don’t know when
But I will return
Another survey released today
Why they bother I fail to see
Saying that men prefer sex it seems
On days beginning with the letter t
So is it Tuesday’s and Thursday’s
Or tomorrow and today
Oh Heinz, Heinz! Where is the Heinz?
Even my father has used the same
And if there is none, I will go without
As I will use no other ketchup
What a quandary to be in
I’m in a quandary quite acute
Why a Kamikaze pilot
Should wear a parachute