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cock a-doodle-ado by i don’t have any chicken picz
so there are some pigeons instead
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when it's cock a-doodle-ado the what & the where then it's cluck all really just a poultry affair ...
Words
having stolen the crown jewels
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having stolen the crown jewels by mike ock
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having stolen the crown jewels its spoon, sceptre & crowns cat burglar style as dead knights dozed well what do we do now? sell 'em on to jewellery crims? that sounds risky to me so the challenge is now put 'em back on the sly fingers crossed we'll walk away scot-free ...
pick a word
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pick a word by dick shunree
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pick a word any word other than basalt or ptarmigan or demagogue or demigod or asphalt or werewolf or ionised or caterwaul or bursar or pantaloons or pantomime or twig or inertia or flapjack or incubate or masticate or shrine or dwindling or dawdling ( but all the above are mine ) ...
always keep a handkerchief
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always keep a handkerchief by han d kerchief
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always keep a handkerchief tissues soon reduce to mush come a downpour pretend that you're a viscount most strangers are killers but try to get out more consider the bee in clover but never dare to see golf's dark appeal always keep a handkerchief go to bed around the same time eat 3 square meals ...
excuse me, i’m a poet
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excuse me, i’m a poet by tom tarpaulin
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excuse me, i'm a poet yes poet coming through we love all the pointless things as that's what poets do excuse me, i'm a poet & poets can jump queues then get special discounts coz we're not plebs like you excuse me, i'm a poet behold my mighty pen all my friends are poets i don't have any friends excuse me, i'm a poet this gift is a godsend destined to bore so blame the lord until my fitting end thank you ...
good morn thing britain
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good morn thing britain by gareth photosynthesis
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good morn thing britain i'm wearing mittens you're sunny in places yet some galey traces with grey in between your hills are still green & bonfire smoke's yonder it's sunday you tosser the kettle is calling the telly is boring i blame the phoenicians the black hand & titian as certain as swanky's the same thing as wanky the rest we forget - is this a poem yet ( ? ) ...
oh bollocks ( ! )
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oh bollocks ( ! ) by saint nfuejfu*ejifny8gf k.7 of no fixed abode
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i ate some peas & now i'm cursed i ate some peas yet should have first performed the magic umm pea dance so all is doomed i've shat my pants ...
barn on fire
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barn on fire by samuel pontypandy
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somewhere there's a barn on fire out there somewhere not this damp valley - its river, its mire but somewhere out there no smoke can be seen, no billows climbing higher yet out there somewhere yes always somewhere there's a barn on fire out there take care ( x ) ...
what’s not in a name
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what’s not in a name by today’s contribution to the world of thought
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what's not in a name no - only the a the rest aint the same what's not in a name ...
rhyme tennis
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rhyme tennis by tara the daymare aka mrs t aka tarz
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tree - flea
scree - quay
pea - tea
thee - she
we - ski
free - see
tree - repetition
game, set & match
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