Saturday, November 17, 2007
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A blog about, among other things, imaginary ideas - What ifs? and Imagine thats. What if photographs looked nothing like what we see with our eyes? Imagine that the Berlin Wall had never come down. What if we were the punchline of an interminable joke? All contributions welcome.
She's Two Four Three and I asked her if she wanted to dance
ReplyDeleteShe looked awful nice and so I hoped she might take a chance
I didn't know just what to do
And so I whispered I love you
And she said moo moo moo moo too
And then I kissed her
... tra-la la la, etc
'I've got the Shreddies and the readies, so what do you say, Primrose?'
ReplyDelete"Well, I once loved a girl/ but she didn't love me/ 'cause she had bovine spongiform encephalopathy!"
ReplyDeleteAnd, now, cruelly, they've put her in a concentration camp.
John Bull
Cheer up? Cheer up?? I'll tell you why I won't cheer up: foot and bleedin' mouth, Susan B taking the piss about BSE, a leather goods shop opened in the village called 'CowsRus', barbed wire stuck in the top of me head and through me nose, a hide that was black six months ago - now I look 60, and you come along with your Nikon and shout "Debby Reynolds ha ha !" Sod off!
ReplyDeletethat's an organic cow. you can tell by its ''please feed me'' expression.
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