There once was a lady with boobs,

a victim of the storm.When raging windschased clouds of snowfrom Yukon’s fieldsinto the continent,there was no timethough much resolveto stick to the old trunk,a hundred years it had,with pridestood tallshrugged off the wars,the droughtsand now the Yukon ice,the twig let goas if to saytis someone else’s show.And as it tumbledthrough the city’s smog,it faced its…

My cousin Gerhard stepped out of our vanto say Hello, to which the man said ‘What’s the reasonyou’ve come to honour this esteemed establishment?You want the cure? Or just a small vacation?Step right inside, don’t mind my Swiss accent,we specialise in alcoholics and thorough rehabilitation.’That was the plan, my cousin Gerhard had a tiny weakness:He…

It’s the garbage man’s roleto remove every soulof the league of the losers who stink.

recoup from days of toil,my hope rests with the next of kinto bring to a good boilthe water which fell from the skytears from the angels really,they flavour what will glorifythe morning; coffee will flow freely.I was, as is my custom nowen route to foreign destinations,in fact, I stroked an Alpine cowin hopes of out…

All the small poets talking awaythrowing their undies into the fray.Crossing at last on the pons asinorum.Come out come out of your small shelljoin the fracas here in Hellis there something that you lack?Yes, be cheeky, show your crack.Don’t tell Scarlett Pimpernell.

it only cost a pound two dimesand should be kept in dried up shoes.As leather keeps the moleculestogether in configurationso that the butchers, all old foolspreserve the meat in celebrationof human needs like eating welland that was what the Germans seeas number one, and I can tellthat you are learning this from me.Like the Chinese…