I posted something like this one a long time ago, somewhere in the Morniverse: For the crown that is rightfully mine I shall poison my uncle's best wine When he shuffles off Past that dread bourne whereof None return, I'll at his table dine.
I'll sing, "Happy Birthday to You" And repeat, "Happy Birthday to You" Whatever your name The song sounds the same "Happy Birthday to you". Yes, to you!
May God save our wonderful Queen! May God save our wonderful Queen! May God save our Queen! May God save our Queen! May God save our wonderful Queen! According to my late father, a school music teacher, a lot of the children only knew two lines of "God Save The Queen": "God save our gracious Queen" and "God save the Queen". You can sing the whole thing with just those.
Although all the lassies protest, They love when you’re kissing their breast, And caress, ‘you know what’, While you’re rubbing their butt, Then they let you go South heading West.
A golfer once said to his caddy, “You know that I could be your daddy, Cause I courted your ma, When I caddied your pa, Though to score was your own Uncle Paddy.”
Her stern was much wider than her aft Though her starbord side looked like a raft But the width of her gunwales And fill of her mainsails Made her deepness the same as her draught