There is a general misunderstanding
That a cuddle is the same
everywhere
Well allow me to clear
up the muddle
Anyone can indeed hug,
that’s true
But only the Welsh can
cwtch, and
They’re so much better
than a cuddle
There is a general misunderstanding
That a cuddle is the same
everywhere
Well allow me to clear
up the muddle
Anyone can indeed hug,
that’s true
But only the Welsh can
cwtch, and
They’re so much better
than a cuddle
There is a welcoming comfort
To be felt upon entering
the house
And being instantly
greeted
By the reassuring
sound
Of a familiar
timepiece
I always feel
instantly at peace
Because a ticking
clock
Is the heartbeat of
the home
Schadenfreude is the great pleasure derived
By someone, from
another person's misfortune
It’s ironic that the
Germans have a word to express
My pleasure at them
being knocked out so soon
When my brother was a young man
He had a well-earned
nickname
They called him the
“snow plough”
Because of his
appetite for cocaine
Dad said, “I’m going to Thailand"
I replied to him "To Bangkok?"
He thought for a moment, then said
"Oh no I certainly hope not”
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To fetch her poor dog
a bone
But there was none
As she didn’t have a
dog
And was living in a
home
Are you wearing pedal pushers?
I think it’s their
appearance you like
Given that you are a
sedentary being
And you can’t even ride
a bike