At our church there is
Something of a
controversy
In regards to when a
foetus
Can be considered a
baby
A few of us believe
that
An unborn foetus in
Surrey
Only becomes viable
when
It has graduated university
At our church there is
Something of a
controversy
In regards to when a
foetus
Can be considered a
baby
A few of us believe
that
An unborn foetus in
Surrey
Only becomes viable
when
It has graduated university
I had a little pony,
They called him Dapple-grey.
I gave him to my brother,
But he gave it away.
Are you wearing a sneer?
Well that’s how you appear
Like you’re looking
down your nose
From some commanding
belvedere
So what of your
countenance
If it’s not a look of
distain
What did you wish to
convey
Perhaps we should
start again
Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work as
well
But don’t say to the
men in blue
“Well in order to
catch me
You must have been
speeding too”
I told my boss at work today
That we had a short
shipment
And he went absolutely
mad
He got straight on the
phone
And showed his
discontent
We had a shipment of
shorts
Is what I actually
meant
The Red Light
Means stop, although
In the seedier parts
It does mean go
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Contrary to the rumour
are not deceased
But are locked away in
Broadmoor
And will never be
released