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The Obligatory Limericks Game
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When the Crescenters arrive at Rab...
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Of the fearful stink
As the crew throw up o'er the side
I must have a triple espresso!
Mocha, latte, frapachino
My caffine is low
(Macchiato to go)
And I’ll have a huge Curacao! http://www.curacaoliqueur.com/pages/recipes.htm
He said, “Well it’s Irish for me”,
As we seem to be hooked on coffee
and strong beer and fags
Are used by old hags
It helps the complexion, you see.
There once was an Angel in Hell, Heavens Devils?
Who calomine lotion did sell
For skin that is burning
, cryogenically yearning
For some sort of Freeze Spray as well.
It seems that all cars sport a flag
Or remains of an old washing rag
They've all got a red cross
But who gives a toss?
The ghost of General Braxton Bragg? Defeated by Grant in the battle of Chattanooga (1817-1876)
There once was a Cho in Chattanooga,
whose favourite confection was nougat. Steam engines can burn anything. :-)
It got all hot and sticky
And looked a little tricky
But it still ran as fast as a cougar.
It always rains for Wimbledon
So ladies keep your wimple on.
It's raining on Centre Court 1
Our great sporting summer's begun!
Still, the Roo did us proud
But screamed very loud
When he that Martina had won
When he HEARD that Martina had won?
There was a young fellow called Rooney
Whose ears were stuck on by a loony
His skull was quite hollow
So when he went to swallow
The head rush made him go quite swoony
Oh, finish my marmalade, please!
I now have a preference for peas
I eat them with honey
Which makes them taste funny Oblig. Sorry Mr Belloc
But don't shoot out my mouth if I sneeze Not oblig. Sorry everyone!
I shall die all alone in my bed
With a postage stamp stuck to my head
Waiting for the Holy Ghost :o)
Who I like the most
But I'll settle for St Peter instead. Backs away waving incense and making sign of the cross, etc, etc...
I’ve run out of my e-mailing stamps,
And who stole my cut-and-paste clamps?
And where's my click wand?
(of which I am fond)
. My Recycle Bin - raided by tramps!
Oh dear, Oh dear, Oh dear
My undies have washed o'er the weir
And now they've got tangled
in a device so new-fangled
that provides endless glasses of beer.
Tim has got through to the quarters
Will there be an opponent he slaughters? ...ever? Nope, do it the hard way please!
Perhaps it's Sir Cliff
(He with the quiff)
And a penchant for railway porters
I have a confession to make
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