Isembard Ping
loves to shake his thing
funks out like a marrow on the wing
shimmies like a turbo macaroon,
plays his kneecaps with a wooden spoon.
Luke Walsby-Tickle
Does strange things with pickle
Some cats say he's fly and rather fickle.
Goes out dancing in a pink zoot suit
Drinks absinthe and smokes a rare cheroot.
Ignatious Bong
Wrote a strange love song
Sang it on the roof in a fur thong.
Huge crowds came to hear his serenade
Awe stuck by the vast organ he played.
Heroic names
Rare grooves and parlour games,
Ah how my lingeree bursts into flames,
At thoughts of bygone times of long before -
I'm not invited to such parties any more.
A new client talks attorney Stan Turner into acting as his executor and trustee of his estate if he should die. Stan reluctantly accepts, but when the client is murdered before the ink is dry on the paperwork, Stan realizes he has been set up and mus
Now THAT LAST stanza, wooooooooooooooo!
You naughty PATATE GIRL!
Loverlingly!
la tomate enraged
Loved this me old spud, do you have a real name?
Ian
Taylor
~Alexandra~