Humour

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STRAW

STRAW

He had a straw body and a straw head
At night he rested on his large straw bed
This man...

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fuss and nonsense

fuss and nonsense

Fuss and Nonsense went to the bay
leaving Grumpy and Difficult at home to stay

they went to...

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ROLF THE GOLFER

ROLF THE GOLFER

Let me tell you about my friend Rolf
He is very competitive at the game of golf
One day he...

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Bored of Brexit

I'm bored of Brexit
So let's just get to the exit.
I've seen and I've heard:...
I'd...

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My Christmas Stockings!

My Christmas Stockings!

A little twist on the Christmas poetry ???

My Christmas Stockings!

Twas the night before...

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Love Handles...

Love Handles...

Hold me,
Cuddle me,
I've just the right handle for you,
Love me,
Kiss me,...

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Exam stress jingle bells...

Exam stress jingle bells parody

Wading through the books,
Think I might resort to drugs,
And I really am considering,
...

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Sparrowsong Has Gone Missing

Sparrowsong Has Gone Missing

She said
the flight
to California
was great
and was
happy
to...

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Plastic plates and pink...

Plastic plates and pink custard!

Tight grey shorts,
Legs red raw,
Walking to school,
In a stroppy mood,
It's the...

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Onions are like hand grenades

Onions are like hand grenades

Onions are like hand grenades
That hide right in plain sight...

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I’m going ‘Cuckoo’

I’m going ‘Cuckoo’

I’m goin ‘Cuckoo’

I own a cuckoo clock
It sits proud on my wall
There are three acorn...

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Mr Silly String Got Into A...

Mr Silly String Got Into A Snip

Mr Silly String wasn’t that long
but he was oh so talented...

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Accidentally Haiku’d...

Accidentally Haiku’d Cutting Lawn

No longer do I,
Giggle when someone uses,
The term “Weed Whacker”.

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Trick or Treat!

Trick or Treat!

Knock, knock, trick or treat
Hopped up on sugar
The big lads turned green
Hakuna...

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My wardrobe could cry...

My wardrobe could cry...

Empty hangers were once dressed
Different sizes, I'm not impressed
Who lives in these very...

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Perks of the job ?

The perks of the job?

She works at the Coop nine till four
Shes on the middle till
Or...

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Oh Me Oh My

Oh me oh my I wonder why
A ‘V’ does form up in the sky
It is a flock of geese fly by
...