Peter Pan got his name
Not by design or plan
It was after he got hit
In the peter with a
pan
Peter Pan got his name
Not by design or plan
It was after he got hit
In the peter with a
pan
Peter Pan got his name
Not by design or plan
It was after he got hit
In the peter with a
pan
If you are a lover of puns
Then on shrove Tuesday
There is only one
conclusion
And that that its pun-cake
day
Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and
made them cry
But now his foot is in
the other shoe
And he has been
embroiled in “me too”
Are you wearing false painted toe nails?
No, I don’t think that
they look sweet
And I think it’s a waste
of money
All her life, she’d been
Likened to her Mum
A chip off the old block
Birds of a feather
Two sides of the same coin
And just the other day
She was asked
How are you different to your Mum?
She replied that she hoped
In as fewer ways as
possible
Hair of Titian
Tumbles unchecked
Falling untamed
Over pale flesh
Like autumn leaves
Stark in contrast
Like blood drops
On a fall of snow