Tom, Tom of Islington,
Married a wife on Sunday,
And that’s all I will tell
Because to be honest
it doesn’t end well
Tom, Tom of Islington,
Married a wife on Sunday,
And that’s all I will tell
Because to be honest
it doesn’t end well
Are you wearing perfume?
I can smell it in this
room
It’s a very seductive
brew
Are you sure its not
you?
Then the answer is
clear
And your brother has I
fear
Without our consent
Suzy
Been entertaining a
floozy
I was given from the dispensary
After my surgery
By a doctor so
proficient
A tablet so efficient
That it dislocates
your brain
So you really feel no
pain
He came in the night
The consummate thief
The taker of souls
Stealer of the cherished
Inhabitor of shadows
Blackness draping him
Like the night itself
The grim reaper
The snuffer of candles
The snatcher of life
The author of my grief
Your temperament is no cause for alarm
At the end of the day
no foul no harm
Being a crabby bitch
is just part of your charm
One day Bimbette was having trouble
With her computer,
So she decided to try
the call center
At a time that would
suit her
"Hello how can I
help you?"
The tech support guy
said
“I have a huge
problem”
She replied scratching
her head
That’s why I decided
To phone up the engineers
Coz Every time
I move the mouse
My screen saver
disappears”
Where the white rabbit went
Then young Alice
followed
And down a rabbit hole
they went