Friday 24 July 2009

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN ...


There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
Whose clutter of brats numbered forty and two.
She'd never got money for buying them bread,
Was forced into sleeping them 7 to a bed.
Afraid for her brood and fed up with the strife,
She set out to find them a cosy new life.
O'er mountains and oceans - begged, borrowed and stole -
Now they're all sitting pretty - in Staines - on the dole.

6 comments:

  1. It takes a certain natural beauty to sit pretty in stains I suppose

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  2. I'm sure I don't know what you mean. I do it all the time! And ever since I increased my portfolio in Tena Ladycare Products, I've been sitting even prettier! - I am sorry, that truly was disgusting, but then if you wanted class - you're in the wrong place!

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  3. You can almost see them, can't you. "Ma boyfriend ain't your baby's farver!".

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  4. I was afraid you were going to get autobiographical there, but then realised I'd only had five children and it just felt like forty and two!!

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  5. I bet the youngest is two and already on the cider...and fags....and betting on the gee-gees.

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