My Great Grandfather never
Threw
anything away in his decade
Which
was a shame really
As
he was killed by a hand grenade
My Great Grandfather never
Threw
anything away in his decade
Which
was a shame really
As
he was killed by a hand grenade
A disillusioned vet wrote a book
And
it is a real kiss and tell
About
his life and times, entitled
All
creatures grunt and smell
A younger member of staff
Caused
something of a melee
Having
completely misunderstood
The
nature of Mufti day
I would like to kill the person
Who
said school days were fun
I
was taught by Birds of pray,
More
commonly known as nuns
I was happily sat contemplating,
When
a crab scuttled into view
So,
I determined the time had come
To
buy some more special shampoo
God created the Pilot Whale,
Contrary
to heretical theories,
And
it was so well received
God
went on to make a series
I had to know what she thought
So,
I texted her to check
“How
was the sex” I asked
Hoping
it wasn’t egotistic
And
she would reply soon
And
she texted “quite quick”