Dear god has someone stuck a dart in Pablo's backside? No! He's startin' His etudes and scales. Amateur dentristry pales To that squealin' and screechin' and fartin'
A mate of mine played the trombone Down the line, from an old telephone The sound, like a fart, Went straight to my heart Like a dying man's sad final groan
He's not been now for four hundred years There are no more Othellos or Lears And Wives can't be merry For they come just to bury The rest is all silence and tears
For an hour and a half, at a loss, I lingered in Three Mile Cross I consumed more than one In a pub called The Swan But I'll soon be back home to the boss.
An old one, but a favorite There once was a Scot from Loch Fyne Who married three wives at a time. When asked, "Why the third?" He replied, "One's absurd, And bigamy, sir, is a crime!"
One from ISIHAC, with Tim Brooke-Taylor having to field the last line :) I once saw a crime that was heinous The first act of Coriolanus! Some mischievous joker Picked up a large poker Which really did not entertain us!