Congratulations and felicitations
But don’t
drink too much at the celebration
For when
you don’t know how many you’ve had
Can lead
to you dancing like your Dad
Congratulations and felicitations
But don’t
drink too much at the celebration
For when
you don’t know how many you’ve had
Can lead
to you dancing like your Dad
Put downs work the best
For deflecting
unwanted attention
But try to be amusing
As this relieves the
tension
“The look of you could
stop a man’s heart”
May be his opening
gambit
So just reply to him
“The look of you could
stop traffic”
Justitia, or lady justice
Matronly Goddess
Stands for fairness
Validating justice
Sanctifying the law
A figure of trust
Before the court
She stands
Blindfolded
To mete out justice
Without fear of favour
Equality for all
In the eyes of the law
Impartiality
In Justitia’s left
hand
The measuring balances
The scales of justice
Weighing the evidence
For and against
Support and opposition
Guilt and innocent
Justitia, in her right
hand
Holds the sword
The symbol of power
Of reason and justice
A double edge sword,
The sword of justice
The nemesis sword
To be wielded for or
against
Retribution or
vengeance
Justitia, is a fraud
Justice is not blind
Rip off the blindfold
From the bitch’s eyes
She is not blind
She has no
impartiality
She is the
establishment
The ruling order
Her principled scales
Don’t measure justice
Only a rich man’s coin
And her noble sword
The sword of justice
The nemesis sword
Is used to smite the
weak
Little red riding hoody
Was sent
to visit her sick grandma
But the
big bad wolf spied her
Before
she’d got very far
The big
bad wolf wanted to eat her
And was
just about to strike and mar
When she
set her pit-bull on the wolf
Then went off to rob her grandma
A woman arrived on the ward
To visit her husband
one day
And when she saw him
in his bed
He looked in a very
bad way
She asked the nurse
what happened
“He had another stroke”
The nurse said
The woman unconvinced
Questioned her about
bruises to his head
“That’s not normal for
someone having a stroke”
She said to her
crossly
“I can tell you it is
perfectly normal madam
When he’s having a
stroke of me”
When the navy is in town
There is mayhem all
around
As the sex starved
from the fleet
Wreak havoc in the
streets
Chanting amidst the
noise
Get your tits out for
the boys
In search of feminine
company
After several months
at sea
Pleasing them is easy
These horny men of the
sea
They don’t want to see
your thighs
Or to look into your
big brown eyes
The only thing that
will satisfy
Is getting your tits
out for the guys
They don’t want to see
you pout
Just get your top off
and get them out
You can do a dance of
lust
If you really think
you must
You can even bump and
grind
They don’t really mind
You can make a really
sexy noise
As you get your tits
out for the boys
This is not the best
way to be
If you really want
some company
Oh these enlightened
men of the sea
All end the night
skint and lonely
I don’t do plumbing
Carpentry or electrics
I don’t mess with
tiling
Bricklaying or
mechanics
I suppose I could be
described
As a handy man, in a
way
As I live on the
premises
And can be there the
same day
But that isn’t really
handy
If I’m being fair
As I’m actually bloody
useless
When I get there
So I don’t do DIY
I’m just not that guy
But I do, do GSI
I’m a “Get Someone In”
kind of guy