Michael Edwards

WHEN BREEZES BLOW

 

 

When up your trousers breezes blow

eat your beans - reverse the flow.

Comments6

  • Goldfinch60

    Often done that Michael.

    Good sculpture but where is the pub?

    Andy

  • orchidee

    Oh lo, good write and pic M.
    Is Miss Berles windy? She have baked beans?!

  • Unsub

    ME,

    another wise piece that I shall adhere to in the future.

    LOL!

    Unsub.

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    BRIAN HERE ~ Schools out again until September. I'll get this Garden immaculate for the Missus & Snowey if it breaks my BACK ! Loving the Harbour Sculpt where i hope the *passage of wind* is occuring !

    Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
    Love Brian & Angela & Smokey !

  • dusk arising

    Can you do another sculpture please entitled 'on the way home from Goldies pub' where all the buildings are at bizarre angles and the pavement appears to be in motion.

    Excellent punchy poetry, reminded me of the annual farting contest at Shittin-on-peas.

    • Michael Edwards

      Actually I've already done one (long since sold) if I can find an image of it.

      Haven't attended the contest but if you have constipation don't go to Stowed-in- the-Hold

      • dusk arising

        I am kept vacant strolling along the banks of the river Windrush btween the charming village of Burford and Witney town.

      • The Uneducated O.A.P

        What happens when the two winds meet? Do you get a whirlwind in yer trouser leg?
        Thanks for the laugh, Bill



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