When up your trousers breezes blow
eat your beans - reverse the flow.
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Michael Edwards (
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When up your trousers breezes blow
eat your beans - reverse the flow.
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Often done that Michael.
Good sculpture but where is the pub?
Andy
That's on another sculpture Andy.
Oh lo, good write and pic M.
Is Miss Berles windy? She have baked beans?!
No but she does have a screw cap.
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 !
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.
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
I am kept vacant strolling along the banks of the river Windrush btween the charming village of Burford and Witney town.
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