Limerick (Part 4)

I say-this guitar has twelve strings!
That’s nuffing, mine even has wings!
So as I sit here strummin’

I say-this guitar has twelve strings!
That’s nuffing, mine even has wings!
Are you sure it’s not a harp?

I say-this guitar has twelve strings!
That’s nuffing, mine even has wings!
So as I sit here strummin’
While gently a-humming

I say-this guitar has twelve strings!
That’s nuffing, mine even has wings!
So as I sit here strummin’
While gently a-humming
Till suddenly one of 'em pings!

Gertie winked at our Judd and said

Gertie winked at our Judd and said
" Oi! Push off! You should be in bed!"

Gertie winked at our Judd and said
" Oi! Push off! You should be in bed!"
With an '‘Ee by ‘eck’’

Gertie winked at our Judd and said
" Oi! Push off! You should be in bed!"
With an '‘Ee by ‘eck’’
He said “Should I feck!”

Gertie winked at our Judd and said
" Oi! Push off! You should be in bed!"
With an '‘Ee by ‘eck’’
He said “Should I feck!”
‘‘I loves ya young Gert, let’s get wed’’

There was an old man from Northampton

There was an old man from Northampton
Who had a really big Hampton

There was an old man from Northampton
Who had a really big ‘Hampton’
His wife screamed “You dare!”

There was an old man from Northampton
Who had a really big ‘Hampton’
His wife screamed “You dare!”
He said “I will, I don’t care”

There was an old man from Northampton
Who had a really big ‘Hampton’
His wife screamed “You dare!”
He said “I will, I don’t care”
She cried, “I’ll screw Peter Frampton!”

Now off to get my lessons

Now off to get my lessons
After calling at the delicatessen

Now off to get my lessons
After calling at the delicatessen
Dropped mayo on my paper

Now off to get my lessons
After calling at the delicatessen
Dropped mayo on my paper
Well what a caper

Now off to get my lessons
After calling at the delicatessen
Dropped mayo on my paper
Well what a caper
But I still would like your blessin.’

As Fred got his bike out the shed

As Fred got his bike out the shed
A bird dropped number twos on his head

As Fred got his bike out of the shed
A bird dropped number two’s on his head
“Wow, that was lucky”

As Fred got his bike out of the shed
A bird dropped number two’s on his head
“Wow, that was lucky”
“Right” said Fred,who was plucky

As Fred got his bike out of the shed
A bird dropped number two’s on his head
“Wow that was lucky”
“Right” said Fred who was plucky
Grabbed his pistol and shot the bird dead.