(1)
The better option, it seems to me,
is to go upstairs to do a wee.
Now some might find this quite bizarre
but a wee downstairs doesn’t go as far.
(2)
Dying of thirst and wanting some grub
Out I went and walked into a pub
Why I did it heaven knows
I broke my glasses and bruised my nose.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
Offline) - Published: January 15th, 2023 03:10
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Two fun ones Michael.
Andy
Thanks Andy
Haha - -- simply great to have you back posting again Mike - - and to see that beautiful artwork has made my day - -
Thanks Fay - yes posting but spasmodically - life is hectic with everone asking me out, and getting my art back on track promoting it - - but I'll get there.
Good writes and pic M. lol.
Ta Orchi
Sausages for Miss Berles? And chips?!
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(1)Sometimes one has only a wee amount of time In which to consider one's options.....
(2) Pub wasn't badly damaged, was It? That splendid artistic representation maybe documents it's condition before your assault....
It really is a treat to see you back her guv'nor 🙂
Love the painting
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