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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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I fail to understand, ma'am
Why my cakes never rise
I've even added VIAGRA
To the icing - was that wise?
I wish I were a spider
I'd spin myself a web
I'd unpick silken underwear
And scare to death a deb Darren] Now what have we said about awkward rhymes?
I don't begrudge a shilling
For my arse, it is not tight
In fact, it is quite willing [Irouléguy] What about "Bush's brother Jeb"?
To house homeless folk at night
I wish I were a lumberjack (Softers) You never told me!
All lithe and butch and tall Which adjective to end the line with? Oh OK.
I'd dress up in my girlie clothes [Rosie] some things are best left unsaid ;-)
And mince around each Fall
I wish I was a Wotsit
A crunchy, cheesy snack
I go down well with sweet white wine
Or a Guiness pack
I'm casting off my wordly goods
So I will join the poor
The chavs and spotty youths in hoods
Their giggles I'll ignore.
I wish I were a naturist
And didn't have to dress
I'd buy a range of merkins
For dealing with the press.
I wish I'd been to Sydney
Before they built the bridge
It makes it look so ugly
Much like a large Smeg fridge - clutching at the only available straw
I want to tame a lion cub
I think I'll need a chair
But if its name is Elsa
I'd only style its hair
I wish I had a big white van
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