Bimbette and Peaches
Plus seventeen friends
All went to the cinema
At the booking office
The girl enquired
“Blimey why so many of
yer?”
Bimbette said in reply
“Coz the advert says
18 or over."
Bimbette and Peaches
Plus seventeen friends
All went to the cinema
At the booking office
The girl enquired
“Blimey why so many of
yer?”
Bimbette said in reply
“Coz the advert says
18 or over."
Thank you for your favours, and joy they're bringing
Thanks coz now my pee is stinging
I wish I’d gone without it, I say in all honesty
What would life be?
Without an itch or a rash what are we?
So I say thank you for your favours
For giving them to me
So I Say
Thank you for that infection
For giving it to me...
Sung to the tune of
“Thank you for the music” by ABBA
I pushed open the bathroom door
And there before me
stood
My young cousin
towelling off
So I looked away as
soon as I could
I quickly told her I
was sorry and
I saw nothing which
wasn’t quite true
I did see her ample
breasts
But didn’t see a
nipple or two
I often recall that
morning
Being a man of simple
pleasures
When I got to see her
chest
But didn’t glimpse her
treasures
Forget the Pinot Grigio and its ilk
And the endless night
time wee’s
Would you like
anti-diuretic wine?
Then the Pinot More
should please
The shepherd lad called shep,
Though that was a
Sobriquet,
Watched over his
ragged flock
As he sat playing his flageolet
So enchanting was the melody
Played on his small
fipple flute
It mesmerised the
watching wolf
Making him easier to
shoot
I pee every morning at 6 am.
Like the proverbial
racehorse
And I evacuate my
bowels
30 minutes later in
force
Which would be perfect
If by then I was awake
of course
“Doctor please help me?
I have a ringing in my
ears"
He replied “if they
ask for me
Tell them I’m not
here”