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A Sticky End
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....and so it begins
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penelope
The ladies set to tinkering with what went in the mix
Pablo
They wanted to surprise their men (really just for kicks)
Kim
Now, one such brew, called "How d'Ye Do", was prized above all others
Rosie
For making weak men unafraid but ruining their mothers
KagomeShuko
The brew was noxious, green, and burly
CdM
and surely quite undrinkable
Rosie
You might get some at Wetherspoons - elsewhere would be unthinkable
Projoy
Well, one brave lad named Galahad had never had a gal.
Rosie
Not a Kathy or a Justine, not a Karen, Clare or Val
Kim
"Oh woe is me, I'll never be a proper man!", he'd wail
CdM
(Perpetually virginal and literal epic fail)
Pablo
So he rode forth one fatal day, with bottles of this potion
Pablo
So he rode forth one fatal day, with bottles of this potion
Pablo
(sorry, unintended repeat there...)
Rosie
He sold it countrywide; it needed no promotion
Raak
[Rosie] Might he have
marketed
it instead?
Rosie
(Raak) Yeah, OK. Better rhythm.
Phil
He plied the folk from Kent to Stoke with samples of his brew
Tuj
And, no mistake, left in his wake was plenty "How d'Ye Do"
Rosie
The Potters and the Kentish Men found all their cares had flown
Pablo
And not just that, it seemed that several other things had grown
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