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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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Were fed with marmalade
Then my dish of calamari
Would taste like orangeade
I tried to dance a tango
Alas, I've two left feet
Instead I'll stomp just like Dave Clark for those old enough to remember
And never find the beat.
I'd like to learn to foxtrot
I need a dancing fox
'Coz when I try it on my own
I tangle up my socks
The head of Alf Garcia
Oops...
The head of Alf Garcia
Is wanted everywhere
So bring it to me pronto
With its unknowing stare.
I had a little website
No ads would it bear
Nor irritating pop-ups
Just edible underwear
I think you've created a new nursery rhyme there.
Jack and Jill went up the pub taking the cue
For a little light binge drinking
Afterwards they felt quite sick
Is this an example of a glow worm that doesn't inspire? Could be Line 2 which is tricky to match. Hey - I'll finish it anywise ... if only to open the door to something a bit more sparky ...
So puked up and were stinking.
I wish I had some backbone
And loads of attitude
I'd tell all the b*stards out there
Not to be so rude
Once I went to Mexico
And met some senoritas
But they all called me 'gringo'
And made me eat fajitas
If you go to Edinburgh
Pass by the Firth of Forth
Take the fifth road on the right
You'll fall in the Forth of course
I wish I had an aardvark
Or two, so they could mate
I would, of course, avert my gaze
When aardvarks conjugate
My terrapins are frisky
They're dancing the gavotte (Raak) Have you been at that Hungarian phrase-book again?
My turtles, on the other hand
Might mate, or they might not
I wish I were a metronome
With timing strict and true
I would tick away the hours
Till my time's up with you
I wish I'd paid the gas bill
So that my range would work
'Cos rubbing sticks together's hard
Just makes me feel a berk
I'm getting all excited
I'm feeling all a-quiver
My brother's getting knighted
Just for falling in the river
I wish I were an emu
Or an ostrich or a rhea
I'd peck at Rupert Murdoch's legs
While we all stand and cheer.
I wish i wasn't Marley's Ghost
I envy Christmas Past
I'd like a Christmas Present
And huge turkey repast
I wish I were a pussycat Shouts of "YOU ARE".
And you were Tweety Pie
I'd try to sneak up to you
And make you scream "You lied!"
I wish I had some shepherd's pie
With which to fill my tummy
With onion gravy, chips and peas
I'll have to ask my Mummy.
I wish I had a pint of ale
Tho' two would be much better
I might just spill them on my lap
Then my crotch would be wetter
I wish I were the Ace of Spades
I'd trump all other suits
And if I were hidden up a sleeve
A French croupier might shout "Zut!"
I know it wasn't very good, but that one was dying a death...
My hovercraft is full !Danger - unfinished sentence!
of ghastly little eels
It will not help me pull
That girlie in high heels.
I think I might be gay
I'll put it to the test
I'll hang around in dodgy bars
And wear a muscle vest
Would you like to go Yet another unfinished sentence - goodness me
Where no one else has gone?
Would that be quite boldly?
And then what, thereupon?

[dear nights] your 3 first lines have produced 3 splendid little ditties, bu-ut - if we're doing 'Glow Worms' correctly, they are all missing a beat, ie: Te TUM te TUM te TUM [te] TUM.
Chalky - I need to find some isinglass
My glasses all need 'issing Can't see a thing...
And then I'll need some ambergris
Ahem, And then I'll need some ambergris
Oh, dear, I think it's missing
[Chalky] Thanks for the pointer. I always was better at English Language than Literature.
I have a brand new toaster
Which has a pop-up feature
It tends to pop up far too soon
Just like Michael Meacher
My microwave has broken down
I'll have to use the grill
It's not easy to brew cups of tea
The odds are slim to nil
I climbed into my oven
To check on my soufflé
I found it rather hot in there
It melted my moufflé - go figure :-)
I'm partial to a bit of cheese
Camembert would be dandy
I rub it well into my knees [Chalky] "The loose covering around the nose and lips of deer"?
Which stops them going bandy
[Raak] Ha! [the man can read my mind]
Ha! The man can read my mind
For he is most perceptive
To understand a lady's thoughts
And make a pass pre-emptive.
I wish I were a dandelion
For I would spread my seed . . er, coat, possibly
With little floaty fluffy things
So please don't intercede
I wish I were a traffic light
I'd flash in public places
Pedestrians would stop for me
Except in special cases
I wish I were a ping-pong ball
A-bouncing to and fro
with topspin, backspin, swerve and dip
I'd get a headache though
I wish I was your car keys
A-sitting in your pocket
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