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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 drove a big red bus

Along a big bus lane

I wouldn't stop for passengers

I'd drive them all insane

I wish I was a frying pan

Sizzling on the stove

Your bacon would come out real crisp

A breakfast treasure trove

I wish I were the Ace of Spades

The Leader of the Pack

I would trump all other cards

Red's red, but Black is black.

I wish I were a harem guard

My scimitar all curvy

But the limit to my manhood

Is sky-high 'cos I'm pervy.

I wish I were Hungarian

A Magyar through and through

I'd feed all day on goulash

Rhapsodise on paprikash too

I wish I had a caravan Would save all this 'Moving House' lark

The desert I would cross

I'd own ten dromedaries

Of which I'd be the boss.

I wish I were in Ngrongoro

A safari I would take

To see migrating wildebeest

(They take five hours to bake)

I wish I was a sofa bed

Of mighty width and girth

I'd still be quite uncomfortable

To someone giving birth.

I wish I was a colander It's a strain, it really is

Round and full of holes

I'd do my job hole-heartedly

And drain myself in bowls

I wish I was a clerihew

Fame and glamour as my theme

But peas and honey are my lot

The rest is just a dream.

Ii wish my lips were cherry-hued

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