Not sure why really...
I'd like to offer you my apologies,
with hair like mash and skin like sausages,
legs like a twiglet, belly like a melon,
won't you dance with me?

I'll start by shaking my hippopotamus -
bottom and wiggling ears like a pomplemouse,
fingers like a baked bean, arms like a brocolli
won't you dance with me?

I'll try to save your time and your energies,
by walking off with my feet like anenomes,
wave goodbye with my hands like cowpats,
you won't dance with me.
( SauronWibble I'll hold it, you lick it..., Fri 12 Aug 2005, 11:30, Reply)