Sunday, 2 March 2008

he said "count to ten" as he jiggled his watch, i replied "oh behave can,t you see i,m in knots"
i pleaded "can i have hobnobs with brandy free on perscription" ?
i,m full of superstition, it might stop me walking all higgle de piggle de,
and stave off a galloping bloodcurdling dicky fit,
but it couldnt stop a ginormous, voluminous hissy fit, eehh the shock,
my hair stood on end like a dandylion clock,
i could clearly tell termorras time with it.

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