I've written a silly poem.. heh heh.
One Day It Came Upon Me
One day it came upon me
Whilst in the politest company
To throw a stone at the head
Of the lady sitting next to the gentleman opposite me
Whyfor you throw this brick? Proclaimed she
It's not a brick it's a stone (
how thick?)
Nevertheless, she was most offended
And threatened to have me apprehended
I however was at this point preoccupied
For something unsightly I had spied
Across the other side
Of the room
Now what I saw will shock you
If you have good taste like I do
It really was most unnecessary
And came in the shape of Faye the fairy
She left as quickly as she came
Thank god for that someone said
I thought the same.
- I'd soon forgotten all about that
When the lady I'd thrown the stone at
Said Oi! You, silly twit!
And was standing opposite me, with a brick.
Anyhoo, must dash - desperate for the loo! (.. <thats.. erm.. not part of the poem..
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