As the crow tucked into his meal
He thought he’d got a good deal
Meat, with toothpicks thrown in
I’ll chuck the rest in the bin
Then all full up I shall feel.
While walking home in the rain
As the crow tucked into his meal
He thought he’d got a good deal
Meat, with toothpicks thrown in
I’ll chuck the rest in the bin
Then all full up I shall feel.
While walking home in the rain
While walking home in the rain
I thought I saw Michael Caine
While walking home in the rain
I thought I saw Michael Cain
Not a lot of people know that
While walking home in the rain
I thought I saw Michael Cain
Not a lot of people know that -
He said from under his hat
While walking home in the rain
I thought I saw Michael Cain
Not a lot of people know that -
He said from under his hat
As he continued down the lane
Four weeks until the big day
Four weeks until the big day
When Santa will come on his sleigh
Four weeks until the big day
When Santa will come on his sleigh
But only if you’ve been good
Four weeks until the big day
When Santa will come on his sleigh
But only if you’ve been good
Oh but I have - touch wood
Four weeks until the big day
When Santa will come on his sleigh
But only if you’ve been good
Oh but I have - touch wood
I believe you ? Despite what they say
A reindeer called Rudolph was sad
A reindeer called Rudolph was sad
For he loved a young deer known as Brad
Not a limerick Mups, sorry.
Apologies Mups, I didn’t read the full original post.
No worries.
A reindeer called Rudolph was sad
For he loved a young deer known as Brad
He saw him each day
A reindeer called Rudolph was sad
For he loved a young deer known as Brad
He saw him each day
And hoped he too was gay
A reindeer called Rudolph was sad
For he loved a young deer known as Brad
He saw him each day
And hoped he too was gay
Or was he being a cad.
As Santa sat reading his mail
As Santa sat reading his mail
His face began to pale
As Santa sat reading his mail
His face began to pale
He let out a large sigh
As Santa sat reading his mail
His face began to pale
He let out a large sigh
And stifled a cry
As Santa sat reading his mail
His face began to pale
He let out a large sigh
And stifled a cry
As out dropped a big smelly snail.
The Elves are all hard at work