REJ:- *click!* Aw, bollox -
Dr.B:- Hello! I'm Dr. Bendi's long lost cousin, Dr. Binde -
REJ:- That's all I needed to hear -
*click!....slam!*
Dr.B:- Now I know you don't mind, so I've whopped your satnav out the car, and I'm going to put it in your DVD player...
Plant:- *wilt!*
Dr.B:- Hmmm...perhaps another go -
Goldfish:- *drown!*
Dr.B:- Maybe it needs some string...
Fly:- *bangheadwindow!*
Dr.B:- Perhaps if I draw a picture of what I might be seeing -
Spider:- *noose!*
Dr.B:- Wel, what about a 20D screen, pump it up a bit, bake for -
Gun:- *entice!*
Dr.B:- *BigBang*
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
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Bombe-bastic (Mr Fantastic) - for A.T. (and significant others)
ReplyDeleteHow clever (never) is the clown
Who frowns to smile and waves to drown?
These machinations' mother tongue
Are mirror wit of sum L1.
To solve enigma's nitty-gritty
We reflect (and that's not pretty).
So don't resent my interference
Messing up your fair appearance
It meters out the dialectic -
A strange-familiar speech electric.
The question is; Why vis-à-vis
The charge goes up? (It does for me).
Observe that imitation matters.
The scheme is real. The twinning flatters.
See how your pupil is dilating!
The id (though hid) is still relating.
I'll wind up now, hickory Dick,
And see you back in half a tick.
There was a young man from Cheam,
ReplyDeleteWho invented a wanking machine.
At the ninety-ninth stroke,
The bloody thing broke.
And whipped his balls into custard.
A lass they refused to anoint,
ReplyDeleteJust couldn't quite get to the point.
She would fiddle all day,
'Til the urge went away.
Now she's got RSI in her joint
Strange delay over here. Must be the Lorentz transformations. Did someone say dyke? Flipping cheek! And he deleted that lovely one. Brushed my hair and gone all extra singsongy after coming off the last stint as chief-Hallmark-cards-greetings-writer-to-the-Stars. They don't write themselves you know. Something to do with Occult of Celebrity. There's gratitude!
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