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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 wish I were a bandicoot
(a bonzer Aussie mammal)
I'd live inside a handy boot
And coat it with enamel moving along...
I wish I were a roundabout
In scenic Swindon Town
I'd be adorned with traffic lights
And make the drivers frown
I wish I'd find a dodo bird
And teach it how to fly
Alas, such thoughts are quite absurd
Can't find one -- wonder why?
I wish I were a traffic cop
I'd stand right in the road
Gesticulating wildly at
Your girlfriend's outsize load
I wish I were a toothbrush
And you were my false teeth
I'd brush up against you gently
In Morningside or Leith
I have no need for silicone
I'm all up-front, you see
My hair and teeth are still my own
And my feet I still can seeThere you go again, Chalks, making us boys all excited ;o)
If I had a ham sandwich
I'd throw away my Spam
And with a ripe tomato
Choke that bastard Sam-I-am. What an irritating sod.
I wish I had some lemonade
For I am truly parched
I'd drink it mixed with English beer
To keep my top lip starched
I wish I had some creme brulée
And here's the reason why;
I love to crack the skin on top
It's crispier than pie
I wish I had a napkin now
Because I've spilt my milk - Tuj First Line Takeover eh?
There's no use crying over it
I am not of that ilk Limited opportunities there, Chalks
I wish I were a footballer Keeping Tuj at bay .....
Who scored a winning goal
I'd slide ten yards upon my knees
And then whip out my pole I'll get me coat.
I wish I wasn't always first Just seems to keep happening...
One could always miss a turn
But MC5 is addictive
And I am slow to learn
There, can't be my go now.
I wish I were a magistrate
Then yobs I'd really hammer
I'd put them all in clink for eight
In the Sing-Sing slammer
I wish I were a biscuit tin *sigh*
And you a custard cream
Within I would enclose you
In my snack housing scheme.
I wish I were a piece of cake
I'm easy, will that do?
But do take care, for I've got nuts
And could taste salty, too best just to spit.
I wish I were a sock puppet
Like Sooty, Sweep, or Soo
I'd sock it to 'em Muppets
And Punch and Judy too
I wish I were a tuba
Of highly polished brass
Eighteen feet of convolution
Designed to play 'Whispering Grass' Ladies & Gentlemen Mr. Don Estelle. Don't all leave at once.
I wish I were a raindrop
Falling on your nose
I'd make a splash and trickle
Like dew upon a rose
I wish today was Saturday
And that this month was June
The year was nineteen fifty-two Get out of that, y' buggers. :-)
Tonight there's a half moon only if it's the 14th though
I wish it were the fourteenth day
Of my two-week detox
I'd celebrate the standard way:
Oh, what a paradox!
I wish I was a lemon rind
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