I was caught stealing Tippex
You know, the liquid
correction solution
Well, my employer
pressed charges
And I was sent to a
correctional institution
I was caught stealing Tippex
You know, the liquid
correction solution
Well, my employer
pressed charges
And I was sent to a
correctional institution
I phoned the incontinence help line today
To say “I’m Mrs.
Brown, can you help me pray”
In the hope of having
my condition assuaged
But try as I might it
was always engaged
People today are so self-obsessed
So wrapped up in
themselves
Banging on about THEIR
rights
THEIR civil liberties
THEIR freedoms
They have forgotten
about the people
Who fought and died to
win them
Why did the hapless Wile E. Coyote
In pursuit of his
nemesis, Roadrunner
Spend a fortune on
ACME products
Every all singing, all
dancing, must have winner
If he had all that
money to burn
He could just have
paid for his dinner
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John,
Went to bed with his trousers on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
He was completely shit faced my son John!
“It’s only right that the state should pay”
“It’s society that
benefits” you will hear them say
The overburdened taxpayer
has other ideas
The student’s plight
is the least of his fears
“It’s them who benefit
at the end of the day
So why on earth
shouldn’t they pay their way?”
“It’s just so unfair
to students who are poor”
Say the students doing
medicine and law
It’s hard to
sympathise when you hear that
When it’s coming from the mouth of a spoilt brat
Peaches told her mother when she got home
Tommy showed me his
willy at school today
The mother in shocked
silence heard her continue
“It reminded me of a
peanut in a way”
The mother relaxed a
little with this addition
As it was not the
answer for which she was braced
“Is that because it
was really, really small”?
Peaches replied, “No
because it had a salty taste”