I struggle with certain actors
When giving cinematic
recitals
Like De Niro and
Pacino
They should come with
subtitles
I struggle with certain actors
When giving cinematic
recitals
Like De Niro and
Pacino
They should come with
subtitles
The steamship Royal Charter
Was returning to
Liverpool
In late October 1859
Laden with gold
And Nuevo riche
prospectors
From the Australian
goldfields.
It was recommended to
Thomas Taylor, Captain
To put into Holyhead
harbour
To wait out the storm
But having thus far
Made good time from
Melbourne
He wanted to press on
to Liverpool
As she rounded
Anglesey’s
North-western tip
The barometer dropped
The squall quickly
grew
And reached Storm
force 10
On the Beaufort scale
The Royal Charter tried,
Off Point Lynas,
To pick up the
Liverpool pilot
To guide them to
safety
But the wind had risen
To Hurricane force 12
And was driving her
Towards the Anglesey
coast
The Captain dropped
anchor
But within two hours
Both anchor chains had
snapped
And on 26 October 1859
The steam clipper
Royal Charter
Broke up on the rocks
near Moelfre
Despite the heroic
efforts
From the people of
Anglesey
Less than 40 survived
From the 450
passengers and crew
Karl Marx liked herbal tea
In his place on the
left
And he preferred it
because
All proper tea was
theft
At Chelsea my mother
Ran naked thru the
judge’s tent
And she won first prize
For the best dry
arrangement
I got a Tablet for my Birthday
My wife said “Hip hip
hooray”
And I lost all
interest in the plasma
When I saw it was
Viagra
Optimists see the world,
Each and every day
anew
Through Rose tinted
lenses
The tint of mine is
blue
Which colour my world
With everything I view
Dancing pixies in the green
And sparkling water
sprites
Oft heard but never
seen