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but father goose is on the loose the sabre tooth tigers are back in town
but don,t dilly dally with phil and sally who,s smitten for britten who,s going down
like a gobbler the grate was it served on a plate and mummy pray tell what,s for tea
the clown came round with his ear to the groundas the sailor sailed out far to sea
but fleeting meeting,s tweety bird tweetings it,s said by some the french just smell
did dave somehow crave . . . did he live in a cave . . . it,s said that only time will tell
and was "Sun Ra" so "out there a minute" did he really go to mars
it,s just a toke or a maybe smoke or lager lager times in bars
but then "your not in london now" disarmy charmy smarms
tracy said well she,d been to bed ( well the man he had his charms )
But it,s all been lost at a sorry cost and did the band play live
It,s said she,s good well she,s in the wood in 13 no 5
cause the rivulets as the water jets the "soapy suds" type rating
The footsteps tread that we might yet dread the slitty eyes of slatting
cause some say that blue is all the colout . . .but he just cleaned the cooker with mr sheen
in doctor ducky,s bottoms of horrror in a big pink girly,s submarine
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but a nursery rhyme
well it,s bathing time a comfy chair so i,ll begin
you always hear well it,s just so near the 50 p or not go in
or an angry knock where the no names rock the gingerbread of the sometimes snide
the bunny ran but he,s just all man . . . or maybe just a ticket to pride
but the queeny seems of poetic means it seems he,s really had enough
it must be said that we live in dread of the milky bar kid who,s . . . just so tough
and an open door though you can,t be sure all posturing and snarling
they shoot from the hip and they keep it realin "fairycake cell block ducky darling"
but arthur said when it came to headsome hear the ribauld laughter
but all ends well of the shower gel
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but are "we pastie to be grill you"
it,s an "ocean" cross the sea
elaine restrain of the viel disdain it,s not to far it,s near to thee
but fad to had a likely cad .. around an island .. .me hearties rock
is he a sloane he lives alone .... until the clock strikes ... cuckoo clock
but he came from places looks on faces ... it,s been said if pigs could swill
the no pains gains but the song remains ... a "big match" ... just ask "jimmy hill"
cause the "brussell,s krauts" of the whereabouts .. the late night call the poets pen
the live fast loose of the purple moose ... it,s said the big bad,s left his den
but spare the fly said lady di it hovers round mouldy cup
the not so clean of the mr sheen in the cafe now the game is up
but the damsels played or in dungeons stayed . . . the chilvary of long lost years
the all for one or the one for all of the fairy minceter purple ears
cause whose the trender in the blender ... who,s the milky milky shake
the on the stairs of discrete affairs make mine a cadbuy,s chocolate flake
cause the through the glass when it came to pass it,s time for abba dabba do
till the do da ron of the plan gone wrong .... the hallway of the betty blue
but the "rosemaries scabbies". . . she,s got rabies foaming fido in the sun
but skunk to slaughter . . .. spare the water ... not the charismatic one
but on the cusp of conquering the draws it,s said in time will fall
mother would they drop the bomb .... and did the landlord really call
cause like sue said well we live in dread his royalty had long been spent
who,s the bud who,s such a stud ... or who just owe,s him two weeks rent
but in gloon the afternon whose "selling england by the pound"
it,s said he rode the circle line .... which rumour had it just went round
cause a "delta dream" like a loose stitched seam a kettle wrapped around a flex
he came at night it,s not awight in truth a "bottysaurus rex"
but the pros and cons of the jungle johns elaine restrain she,ll not be kissed
it,s all a game it,s not the same was he the one that hitler missed
but a reefer chum chumcircus humdrum travel up and down the line
it,s said he ran it,s in the can but did he just get home on time
but spare the spruce of the gilded goose it,s the honkitonk of how are you
harvey proctor was a doctor .... the sundays said ... it must be true
but the pirate said that we live in dread elaine restrain . . it,s all so rum
and meet the boys cause the boys are here
and it really ain,t alf auchwitz mum
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but jack or jill went down the hillof jack alone it,s lager late
don,t bring shirley she,s so girly on tonight the graduate
joke in stoke but who,s that bloke dave from cave ? a churchill nod
the weird of nick the sure thing slick\lets join the hashtag awkward quad
like a dance a cloven prance . . excalibabe it was a dream
time it flies or sometimes lies . . . mans world it,s a magazine
indecision inquisition . . . the wheel it turns it turns the wrack
basket weaver pass the cleaver . . . next track is the next track , track..
but parting ships like greasy quips or greasy chip,s upon a plate
in the dark . . . the barking bark . . . cat meows it,s tiddle,s fate
a doorbell ring a dark road thing,sthe light it shows through bathrom blind,s
but it,s alright upon the night the mother of suspicious minds
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like a nude on an artists easel
caught like a gnome in eye of the weasel
and you won,t get far if you cite "red star" it,s boerclays bank when it,s cabarert nights
a slouch end in "crouch end" such a good "just friend" (slobbering over those fish net tights)
cause none the budweiser or so said the kaiserthe tree was it an oak an elm
it was atilla a basement a pillar the ship had it gone off the helm
till the green eyed funster of uncle munsterthe drama the climax the hitchcock of birds
just like a seagull a peck at the eagleactions they all speak it,s louder than words
but alway,s remember the fifth of novemberin the dark of the bar save the neon light
and all we ask is don,t bring larry
des res in the dark of night
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