Algernon Sadie, a butcher from Fife,
Once kissed a lady who wasn't his wife.
He then kissed his wife, who wasn't a lady
And she took a knife to poor Algernon Sadie.
Once kissed a lady who wasn't his wife.
He then kissed his wife, who wasn't a lady
And she took a knife to poor Algernon Sadie.
God only knows where this one came from. I must have been reading too many Patricia Cornwells.
Oh, and feel free to substitute another word for 'kiss' if you like.
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I've written some weird stuff in my time and I didn't know where it came from either.
Here's an example from my 'Humour Her' collection:
WORMS
I'm always kind to worms
And go to great pains
To put them in shade
if I spot them struggling
On dry and sunny paths.
When I am weeding
I prise them from obstinate roots,
Guiding them gently back
To soothing, homely soil.
And if I should hack one in half
- accidentally , you understand -
I apologise to BOTH ends.
Worms are my friends
So I try not to cut them
Or skewer them
And NEVER dig them up
For catching fish!
(Well, not any more...)
Not since I found The Messages,
Scribbled on lolly sticks
And stuck in the ground...
EQUAL RIGHTS FOR DISABLED WORMS! (they said)
THE EARTH IS FULL OF WHEELCHAIRS!
Well, you have to go easy after something like that,
Don't you?
Copyright Lily Frances (me) 1994.
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