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Pea and Honey Recipes
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I Eat My Peas With Honey
And tales of derring-do.
Four lines, they can be rhyming
(That's Glow Worms to me and you).
Ending line is as usual.
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Stand well clear - they're heavy
Well, now! Who'd've guessed?
Autumn nights are drawing in
To tinge the skies with gold
And Mr Frosty's fingers
Will have you in their hold.
Summertime is coming
At least in parts more austral
But up here it's dark at four
When shadows haunt the claustral
Christmas time is looming
There will be fun for all
Boris has commanded it
At the Covid-19 ball Mercy killing. Onwards.
Beware the claws of Omnicron!
Hidden textsic
Which Borish vows to fight
But any vow that Boris makes
Is just a pile of shite
I wish I were a teabag (Chalky) Couldn't've put it better meself.
Floating in a mug
Waiting to be pulled out
And go dripping on the rug.
I wish I were a teaspoon
For I'm a nat'ral stirrer
I'd swish about inside your mug
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