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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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And a beard dyed flaming red

With green-tinged skin and Vulcan ears

I'd look like I was dead

I wish I were a blowtorch

Carried in a plumbers bag

I'd be good at heated blow jobs....Coat!!!

But I'm really not a slag

I wish I had elastic arms

What mischief I could make

I'd be just like Mr Tickle® Roger Hargreaves

Unless your giggle's fake

I wish I were an apple pie

And you a pot of cream

I'm all fibre, you mere fat

But together we're serene

I wish I were a joint of lamb

Slowly roasting on a rack

You'd drool just at the thought of me

And the cutlery attack

I wish I were a polyglot

Familiar with tongues

I'd speak to all the world with ease

In places quite far flung[s]

I wish I was a prophet

A soothsayer or seer

I'd outdo Nostradamus

And on TV appear. (Softers) I note with approval that the adjective "agrees" with the noun.:-)

I wish I was a fountain pen

Filled full of blackest ink

Your shirt pocket I would stain with glee

I then get binned, I think.

I wish I had three wishes

And that, in all, makes four.

A wine-jug, loaf of bread, and thou

Submissive on the floor coat!

I wish I were in Birmingham

A-visiting my mama

Her name is Marlene, as you'd guess

And Daddy's name's Osama

I wish I had a wishing well

For then I'd make a wish

What it is I just can't tell

Being indecisive(-ish).

I wish I didn't have to wish

I'd like to trust to fate

Whatever it may throw at me

Inshallah. God is great.

I wish that it would pour with rain

Instead of slowly drizzle

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