Who loves us without condition?
Who loves us in their
admonition?
Who loves us despite
the dirt?
Who do we go to when
we’re hurt?
Who shares in all our
joys?
Who buys us the best
toys?
Who keeps us warm and
fed?
Who would prefer a
puppy instead?
Who cheers us up when
we’re sad?
Who else but mum and
dad
Mary had a little lamb
It died but she wasn’t
sad
She did love her
little lamb
But she really loved
kebabs
Are you wearing thermals?
To keep all your bits
nice and cosy
Fitting from neck and
wrists
All the way down to
your toesies
I’m sure it’s a sight
worth seeing
I wouldn’t mind a good
nosy
The morning after the night before
When his head is like
a helter-skelta
The large hung-over
northern Elk
Has to reach for the
Elka-seltza
My Doctor gave me six months to live.
Because I was terribly
ill
But then he gave me
another six months
When I said I couldn’t
pay his bill
I didn’t call her a dog
That would be hard to
defend
But I did say she was
Mans best friend
If a woman sleeps with ten men in a week
She is regarded in a
sluttish way
Whereas if a man
behaved in like wise
He’s regarded as a bit
of a lad or gay
