Fortune favours the old ( Read more... )

If you mete a travveler upone the rockie rode ( Read more... )

I eliminate on you and you go on walking talking the talk into the dense mind gap mind the gap MIND THE GAP STAND clearofthedoorsplease ( Read more... )

Darting down the very ( Read more... )

High up in the mizzen mast the wind wrapped at my door like an urgent call or a troupe of Carollers ( Read more... )

Hot isn't it, Sally?  Hot here in the tropics with the belt sunning down and nothing being worn but a frown.  And there YOU are with him.  That other, that petrol-eater - that honey pie sniffer who so berated me when I was on top of your fleshy arm.
And THERE he is, with his spotty face and 'spensive 'smile and I hate him.
He hates me, I know, Sally ( Read more... )

Oh, in the deepey deepey dark sits the Ninky Nonky Nark and a Stinky Nonky Nark is he.
Biting at your nose and the hairs upon your toes, he's a Ninky Stinky Narky is he.
And his winky pinky ways will endear him all his days to the people all around who visit him.  
But he sits there in the dark at the top of Pinky Park with a tiny little bottle of Gin ( Read more... )