There are so many folks at the pie shop
Who have trouble with
their legs
And need to ride
little scooters
So why not open a
drive thru Greggs
There are so many folks at the pie shop
Who have trouble with
their legs
And need to ride
little scooters
So why not open a
drive thru Greggs
Of sweet gardenias
The lassie smelt
As I knelt beside
The svelte little Celt
Where on her knee
My hand briefly dwelt
Before it slid upward
Until it felt her pelt
Oh, Pillykin, Willykin, Winky Wee!
How does the President take his tea?
He takes it with sugar, he takes it with milk,
He takes it in bed wearing pyjamas of silk
Are you wearing something borrowed?
As part of your
beautiful wedding dress
Something loaned to
you with love
Intended to bring luck
and lovingly bless
When the burning sun sinks low
Setting the western sky aglow
And the evening shadows grow
This is the time of the amorous beau
When the month goes round
Beware whatever you do
My wife not only has
PMS
She has GPS too
Which means she’s a
crabby bitch
And she can find you
The girl in the one-piece dress
Figure hugging
Seamless and crease
free
Smooth and fluid
A curvy lass
No bones showed
through
Everything moved in
unison
Smooth as liquid silk
In fact, the contents
of that dress
Seemed not to be a
solid
So fluid was the
movement