I have a Pam Ayres style poem for you too:
My name's Pam Ayres
I've got a sticky minge
I couldn't get my flaps apart
So I had to fit a hinge
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brown-wings Made with three kinds of butter,
Wed 16 Sep 2015, 16:37,
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my name is P. Ayres
the P. stands for Pamela. not Pubic.
(can't remember who said that, but it was the eighties...)
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polished turd 404 pixels wide,
Wed 16 Sep 2015, 16:59,
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It was Frank Bough.
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Jabberwoc misses D.R. and Quinch,
Wed 16 Sep 2015, 23:15,
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