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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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To escape this tiny village.

I'd love to be a warrior

I'd warry and I'd warry

But dressed in all this armour

I'd not get quizzed by MORI. Non sequiturs - c'est moi.

"Morituri te salutant"

Was once to Caesar said

So then he went and conquered

Who said that Latin's dead?

Sorry if you all know this one, but, back in the mid-seventies two years' study of Latin was still compulsory at my school. Handwritten in the front of my (very old and much used) textbook was this wonderful little ditty: "Latin is a language, As dead as dead can be, First it killed the Romans, And now it's killing me...."

I wish I'd been a Roman Last one v good

And lived the Roman ways

I'd doff my toga in the baths

With all the other straight people moving right along...

Latin is a language

With endings and declensions

It's quite the grammar sandwich

With classical pretensions

How fond I am of Kipling

Of Kim and Gunga Din

Of verandah-settled tippling

Small tonic, lots of gin.

I wish I'd lived in days of Raj

With my hookah and my bhisti

A most impressive entourage

Quite unlike E L Wisty.

I want to turn the decades back

And have my time again

Well, maybe not the early days

'cause teething was a pain

I wish I could remember

Why I came upstairs

But I'm sure that it will come to me

Perhaps I'm hiding from the Blairs?
a merciful end...

I wish I was a dentist's drill

A-grinding at your teeth

I'd snigger as I hit a nerve

And the touchy stuff beneath. (Softers) You BASTARD :-)

I wish I was an albatross

A soaring o'er the briny

I'd check out female Albatrii I know...

E'en though my willy's tiny. (Botherer) That's all right then. :-)

I wish I were an eagle

Perched on my cliffside aerie

Bunny rabbits, watch your back

I feel a little queerie

I would I were a hummingbird

Sipping nectar dawn to dusk

I'd beat my wings so very fast

I'd not have time to busk There, that's that then

I wish I were Geordie (Softers) Well done. I found that one impossible.

I'd call everybody man

I'd preface statements with "Why aye"

And shirtless try to tan (Rosie) busk and musk were the only words I could think of so was hinting at working up a sweat...

I'd love to sip some Earl Grey tea

With rusk and homemAde scones

I'd feel so very dignified

Talking in snobbish tones that's how I pronounces it

I wish I were a white van man

Foot hard on the floor

I'd rob the middle classes blind

And undercharge the poor Poetic licence invoked

I wish I was the Moomintroll

But why I just don't know

Perhaps it is the Snork Maiden

Her norks are rather droll

I paint my feet with mayonnaise

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