
This is the house that Bertie bought

This is the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

These are the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought.

This is the gin that was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is the state that Bertie was in
After he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought.

This is the great forgetful sin
That occurred in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought.

This is the tribunal who want to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is the gleeful, noisy din
Greeting the tribunal that wants to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is the excuse: Bertie's next-of-kin
That attempts to quiet the noisy din
That greeted the tribunal that wants to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is where the excuse fell in
The excuse being Bertie's next of kin
That attempted to quiet the noisy din
That greeted the tribunal that wants to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

This is a man named Padraig Flynn
Also stuck in the place the excuse fell in
The excuse being Bertie's next of kin
That attempted to quiet the noisy din
That greeted the tribunal that wants to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought

Hypocrites should be consigned to the bin
When they remind one of Padraig Flynn
Also stuck in the place the excuse fell in
The excuse being Bertie's next of kin
That attempted to quiet the noisy din
That greeted the tribunal that wants to begin
Probing the great forgetful sin
That occured in the state that Bertie was in
When he consumed that amount of gin
That was served to the people who came to the dinner that fed the man who owned the house that Bertie bought






11 comments:
Hooray!
The best ever!
Sunshine on a rainy day!!
Bravo!
God almighty. You're some cookie.
Tell me, are you still a bit bothered about Bertie's shenanigans? I have a sixth sense about these things. I'm picking up the vibe that you might be.
Loved yesterdays, love todays.Keep them coming!
That's one of the bestest things I've come accross. Great work!
His daughter is fit though*. Leave her alone, it's not her fault. We can't be cross at the pretty, it's not right.
*By which I mean healthy looking, if she's younger than she looks.
A heart breaking work of staggering genius. Swearing Lady once again brings down the house, harf-harf-harf. Sorry.
yep, I think it's official, you are a genius
Leave this por man alone. Sure we've all been loaned/given £40000 by a mate, no strings attached.
Fabuloso. Excellento. Generally greato.
That is beautiful, just beautiful. I stand in awe. I hope you will not think me an utter bitch when I say I hope you never get a job that keeps you away from your blog. Swearing Lady, you rock my casbah. Genius.
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