Silly Ditties.
Ode to a Policeman by JBP.
My mother had a copper
He was always on the
beat.
He often told a whopper
And he had enormous feet.
Ode to Tea by JBP.
When in doubt
As your teeth fall out
And
your bald head
Drabbles in the mud
Have a cup of tea
Thus: swig.
When in pain
Bloated by the rain
And the
moccasins of fear
Patter down your ear
Have a cup of tea
Thus: swig.
When you quail
And grow quite pale
At your
mirrored face
(Like a carp or a dace)
Have a cup of tea
Thus: swig.
When your bones go snap
And babies widdle in
your lap
And the legions of despair
Grapple with your hair
Have a cup of tea
Thus: swig.
For tea in a cup
Does your moral laces
up
Simplifies your complications
And dissipates your suicidal
inclinations
So have a cup of tea
Thus: swig.
Trousers by DA
My trousers are too tight
The button's
popping off
The outlook's not too bright
I think I'm going to cough!
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