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One from School Ive always remembered..

One fine day in the middle of the night

Two dead men got up to fight

Back to Back the faced each other

Drew there Swords and shot each other..

Im not the best at English and hated it in school but this just stuck in my mind because it made sense in an nonsense way!! :rolleyes:

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Correct. I remember my older brother having a book of Spike's poems and that one stuck in my head. I'd love to get my hands on a copy of it now.

Its from his The Little Pot Boiler book...

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One from School Ive always remembered..

One fine day in the middle of the night

Two dead men got up to fight

Back to Back the faced each other

Drew there Swords and shot each other..

Im not the best at English and hated it in school but this just stuck in my mind because it made sense in an nonsense way!! :P

ha...that very poem was always a fave of my oldest when he was growing up.

I kinda like this wee ditty:

She offered her honour

He Honoured her offer

and all night long

He was on her and off her :rolleyes:

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Correct. I remember my older brother having a book of Spike's poems and that one stuck in my head. I'd love to get my hands on a copy of it now.

Its from his The Little Pot Boiler book...

Thanks, I'm off to find it now. :rolleyes:

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Correct. I remember my older brother having a book of Spike's poems and that one stuck in my head. I'd love to get my hands on a copy of it now.

Its from his The Little Pot Boiler book...

Thanks, I'm off to find it now. :rolleyes:

Look here

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That reminds me of an old Derek & Clive poem...

Oh dear little flo'

I love you so,

Especially in your nightie,

And when the moon flits..

Across your tits..

Oh Jesus Christ Almighty.

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More Spike...

Carrington Briggs cared not two figs whether he lived or died

But when he died he lay on his bed and cried and cried and cried.

I saw a little worm outside, wriggling on his belly

Perhaps he wants to come inside, and see what's on the telly.

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