There once was a woman named Lewwhose limericks would end on line two.
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GarethAdams has 45 seconds in the Crystal Dome,
Mon 28 Nov 2005, 0:57,
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There once was a man from TyersalWho named his tumble dryer Sal
Duh duh-duh-duh DUH
Duh duh-duh-duh DUH
Duh duh-duh-duh duh-duh-duh pal.
Tyersal's quite a hard place to rhyme. That's why there's no songs about it, like there are about New York, Paris etc.
(Duh duh-duh-duh DUH
Duh duh-duh-duh DUH
Duh duh-duh-duh duh-duh-duh pal.
Tyersal's quite a hard place to rhyme. That's why there's no songs about it, like there are about New York, Paris etc.
The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on,
Mon 28 Nov 2005, 0:58,
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There once was a fellow from TyersallWho thought "this fine new pair of pliers'll
Just be the thing
To help me to sing".
That mistaken young fellow from Tyersall.
Yes, I know I copped out with the last line. But Edward Lear did it all the time.
(Just be the thing
To help me to sing".
That mistaken young fellow from Tyersall.
Yes, I know I copped out with the last line. But Edward Lear did it all the time.
thirsty a rare visitor these days,
Mon 28 Nov 2005, 1:05,
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