Limericks. (New)

So outside the bistro in Calais
With Clive he was getting real pally
He professed “Clive, Je t’adore”
“But tell me - do you snore?”

So outside the bistro in Calais
With Clive he was getting real pally
He professed “Clive, Je t’adore”
“But tell me - do you snore?”
“Maybe a little, but never at the ballet”

“Talking of dancing, are you good on the floor?”

“Talking of dancing, are you good on the floor?”
And Clive said folks always want an encore

Talking of dancing , are you good on the floor
And Clive said folks always want an encore
Well that’s good to know

Talking of dancing , are you good on the floor
And Clive said folks always want an encore
Well that’s good to know
Come, let’s try a tango

Talking of dancing,are you good on the floor
And Clive said folks always want an encore
Well that’s good to know
Come, let’s try a tango
Or else we could waltz out the door

So off to the chip shop the went

So off to the chip shop the went
But it was a long way away - in Gwent

So off to the chip shop the went
But it was a long way away - in Gwent
Luckily Clive had his own private jet

So off to the chip shop the went
But it was a long way away - in Gwent
Luckily Clive had his own private jet
An enormous asset

So off to the chip shop they went
But it was a long way down in Gwent
Clive had his own private jet
An enormous asset
He was Known as a very rich gent

Then Clive got a text from his bank

Then Clive got a text from his bank
He’d max’d his account, his heart sank

Then Clive got a text from his bank
He’d max’d his account, his heart sank
He’d gone into the red

Then Clive got a text from his bank
He’d max’d his account, his heart sank
He’s gone into the red
My wife will kill me, he said

Then Clive got a call from his bank
He’d max’d his account, his heart sank
He’s gone into the red
My wife will kill me, he said
I’ll get advice from my old pal Frank

But Frank hadn’t seen him in years

But Frank hadn’t seen him in years
And that last time he’d steadied his fears

But Frank hadn’t seen him in years
And that last time he’d steadied his fears
Now young Clive had changed

But Frank hadn’t seen him in years
And that last time he’d steadied his fears
Now young Clive had changed
He looked a bit deranged

But Frank hadn’t seen him in years
And that last time he’d steadied his fears
Now young Clive had changed
He looked a bit deranged
And Frank just burst into tears

Whatever’s the mater ,my friend

Whatever’s the mater ,my friend
My back hurts, and now I can’t bend

Whatever’s the matter ,my friend
My back hurts, and now I can’t bend
“Then better go see the quack”