My earliest memory
Of Grandpa Henry
Is of him sat in his
chair,
A red leather affair,
Reading a volume
Of prose in his room
He sat me on his knee
And then he read to me
And for an age, we
pair
Sat in his red leather
chair
Reading tales of
daring
And in adventures
sharing
I was once a medical student
But I didn’t really
try
I was asked what
“varicose” meant
And said it was nearby
I don’t have a Satnav
I don’t need one in my
life
l have something
better
My Satnav is my wife
A new mummy has been discovered
In Egypt by an Italian
Professor
It was covered in
chocolate and nuts
And is believed to be
Pharaoh Rocher
To those who looted electrical goods during rioting,
A Police press
conference announced today
Should be aware of the
consequences so remember this
The one year
manufacturer's warranty runs out in May
A foreign student from Calcutta
Accidentally snorted
curry powder
Thinking it was
cocaine the silly duffer
He survived but he’s still in a Korma
A man ran screaming from a building
"It’s a boy, I don't
believe it, it’s a boy!"
Which would have been
quite touching
Had he not been running
from a house of joy
