Pooka
Islander
shell we dance?
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Post by Pooka on Jun 15, 2005 11:33:01 GMT -5
("Island-Style", meaning our way.) 
Okay, we're all tired of the silly little nursery rhymes we all learned as kids, so it's time to spice 'em up a bit. Just keep it clean for the Proboards' sake.
... oh what the h***, we've got access to the *!
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Mary had a little lamb And beans on cheese on toast It left her feeling hungry So she made a big pot roast She went to toss the veggies in And fell flat on her head ... |
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Benbow
Islander
Left hand down a bit...
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Post by Benbow on Jun 15, 2005 15:23:46 GMT -5
Mary had a little lamb
And beans on cheese on toast
It left her feeling hungry
So she made a big pot roast
She went to toss the veggies in
And fell flat on her head-
Beneath the stew she swiftly sank;
We thought she might be dead.
Then suddenly she rose again,
Like Venus from the sea...
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Pooka
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shell we dance?
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Post by Pooka on Jun 15, 2005 16:19:19 GMT -5
Or so she thought - we think it may Have been an OBE. 
Old Mother Hubbard went to her cupboard And realized she ran out of pills |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 16, 2005 3:40:49 GMT -5
The little dog laughed at the silly old crone -
He'd snarfed down the lot, while she paid the bills!
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Pooka
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shell we dance?
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Post by Pooka on Jun 16, 2005 4:41:03 GMT -5
Jack and Jill went to the shrink Coz Jill worked on the street corner . . . (I haven't a clue where that came from.)
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 16, 2005 5:10:02 GMT -5
Jack and Jill went to the shrink
Coz Jill worked on the street corner
And Jack was pissed off and had taken to drink,
And admitted a crush on Jack Horner
Who sat in the corner....
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 16, 2005 5:10:57 GMT -5
Little Boy Blue, come blow your trumpet
By the way, did you know that your ma is a strumpet?...
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Post by Seaweed on Jun 16, 2005 5:44:39 GMT -5
Little Boy Blue, come blow your trumpet
By the way, did you know that your ma is a strumpet?
By day, she plants flowers - they all call her Mary
At night it's quite different and rather contrary . . .
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Benbow
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Left hand down a bit...
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Post by Benbow on Jun 16, 2005 7:17:00 GMT -5
Little Boy Blue, come blow your trumpet By the way, did you know that your ma is a strumpet? By day, she plants flowers - they all call her Mary At night it's quite different and rather contrary . . . There's no one quite like her for stirring up grief, Except for a hermit who lives in King's Heath. He's a ... |
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Post by Seaweed on Jun 16, 2005 7:27:23 GMT -5
There's no one quite like her for stirring up grief,
Except for a hermit who lives in King's Heath.
He's a 'ell of a farmer! Ne'er causes a strife
He lives in a dell and takes his wife . . .
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Benbow
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Post by Benbow on Jun 16, 2005 7:33:31 GMT -5
There's no one quite like her for stirring up grief,
Except for a hermit who lives in King's Heath.
He's a 'ell of a farmer! Ne'er causes a strife He lives in a dell and takes his wife . . . ...Mabel To the house of the Squire Where she waits upon table. The Squire eyes her fondly This buxom young lass, |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 16, 2005 10:17:22 GMT -5
As she bends o'er the table
To replenish his glass
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Post by Seaweed on Jun 16, 2005 11:41:24 GMT -5
As she bends o'er the table
To replenish his glass
She appears less-than-stable . . .
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Benbow
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Post by Benbow on Jun 18, 2005 5:41:51 GMT -5
And as fragile as glass.
But she loves the old squire-
His name is Horatio -
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Pooka
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shell we dance?
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Post by Pooka on Jun 18, 2005 13:04:25 GMT -5
A "Don Juan" in years prior
Quite liked - uhh . . . drinking Bordeaux
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