call for limericks
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Dear Helen,
Please tick off J.R.
He's broken the rule rule that is hyah (here?)
To express all in verse
(Whether good, bad, or worse,)
To write simply in prose is not fay-ah (fair).
Please tick off J.R.
He's broken the rule rule that is hyah (here?)
To express all in verse
(Whether good, bad, or worse,)
To write simply in prose is not fay-ah (fair).
Last edited by DavebytheSea on Fri Oct 14, 2005 12:36 pm, edited 1 time in total.
David Eastburn (Prep B and Mid A 1947-55)
DavebytheSea wrote:Dear Helen,
Please tick off J.R.
He's broken the rule rule that is hyah (here?)
To express all in verse
(Whether good, bad, or worse,)
To write simply in prose is not fair.
I'm not even sure what he meant
As he wrote those few lines giving vent
To a nostalgic call
For the Goon above all
So I wish he'd explain his intent

And yes Dave of course you are right
That prose on this thread's not a sight
We want to let pass
Very often, - too crass
When no verse is there too to recite . ....or delight

(couldn't decide which was best!)-

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School song
Sorry just had to quickly make it up, will try better next time. and Matt H please don't be offended i just always remember your mum having a go at me everytime i got caught smoking
Praise the lord for our foundation
Lets not praise him for our name
As we sound like stupid kiddies
All look down as we bare shame
Southern’s laughing he can’t care less
On his thousand pound a day
Gladding’s red, he can’t forgive us
His mini’s never been the same
Praise him for the smoking bushes
As it’s our only way out of here
teacher rushing in with torches
Chaos rains with kids aware
1 or two get caught with ciggies
Holdsworths gonna have a fit
yellow card for sure this time now
Please don’t tell mum I’m in the sh!!
Praise the lord for our foundation
Lets not praise him for our name
As we sound like stupid kiddies
All look down as we bare shame
Southern’s laughing he can’t care less
On his thousand pound a day
Gladding’s red, he can’t forgive us
His mini’s never been the same
Praise him for the smoking bushes
As it’s our only way out of here
teacher rushing in with torches
Chaos rains with kids aware
1 or two get caught with ciggies
Holdsworths gonna have a fit
yellow card for sure this time now
Please don’t tell mum I’m in the sh!!
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There came to Christ's Hospital School
A man named Gene Simmons, no fool,
"Over four thousand chicks
Testify to the tricks
I perform with my much-vaunted tool".
But here, Gene, your class are too young
To be awed by the length of your tongue,
And they think it quite wrong
That you boast of the long
List of women who know how you're hung
Gene answers "It's been my good luck
And the lure of the mighty green buck,
I've a face like an arse
But it still comes to pass
That I never go short of a full evening's entertainment".
A man named Gene Simmons, no fool,
"Over four thousand chicks
Testify to the tricks
I perform with my much-vaunted tool".
But here, Gene, your class are too young
To be awed by the length of your tongue,
And they think it quite wrong
That you boast of the long
List of women who know how you're hung
Gene answers "It's been my good luck
And the lure of the mighty green buck,
I've a face like an arse
But it still comes to pass
That I never go short of a full evening's entertainment".
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Ba.A / Mid. B 1972 - 1978
Thee's got'n where thee cassn't back'n, hassn't?
Thee's got'n where thee cassn't back'n, hassn't?