Do you know who invented the crossword?
I can't remember his
name for the life of me
It’s on the tip of my
tongue just out of reach
It’s W something N
something E
Do you know who invented the crossword?
I can't remember his
name for the life of me
It’s on the tip of my
tongue just out of reach
It’s W something N
something E
I met a guy from the ramblers today
I think his name was
John
He was a harmless
bloke I suppose
But he just went on
and on
Days down by the sea
Far away from
amusement arcades
Away from the pier
And noisy shopping
parades
Just wide empty
beaches
The salt sea breeze in
my hair
Whatever the weather
I really don’t care
Long languid days
Spent down by sea
Just a wet shaggy dog
My lady and me
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her and doggie some bread
When she got there
The cupboard was bare
So she ate the doggie instead.
The nine muses
Daughters of Zeus
Inspiring of mortals
And nurturers of the
arts
The ninth and final
was,
The divine Urania,
Heavenly muse,
Was the muse of
astrology
A globe in her hand
Dressed in a cloak
embroidered with stars
Urania was reader of
the stars
I have given up sex for Lent
Which should not
disconcert
As I haven’t done it
for six years
So another month won’t
hurt
I have given up sex for Lent
Which is to some small
extent
An empty gesture on my
part
As I had to as I have
a bad heart