Michael Edwards

Adversary Rhymes (1, 2 and 3)





Twinkle twinkle little star

the sight I see is quite bizarre

nestling there against your thigh

like a sausage in a pie.



Hey diddle diddle

the cat’s on the fiddle

the cows gone down to the pub

the little boy smirked

when he found how it worked

and the plate\'s put the cup in the club.



It’s raining, it’s pouring

the old man’s performing

he patted her head and he took her to bed

and he never gave any forewarning.