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Surreal....
I have an Eel,
His name is Neil, He seems to know, Just how i feel Which to me, Is a really big deal. Cupboards of rice, cupboards of rice, a rusty old spoon and a tangerine sliiiiiice. Duvet of luuuuuurve, sent from a-boooooooove, riding a scooter with a six-shooter! Lalalalaaaaa de de de deeeee. Horses and ponies and old men in tweed Monkies and Rhinos and grandmas on speed The man in the red coat is staring at meeeeee The chicken at the wicket is running for three. Baked-bean romance was not to be scoffed. the touch of her nose ring, Her septum so soft. Come dance all you notepads and share all your woes for she shall have ringworm where ever she goes! tadaaaaaaar guitaaaaaar wonderbraaaaaa. |
You're bonkers.
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That was awesome.
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This made me smile :)
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Sea- Horse on Fire
Burt was no longer alert! He was a sea horse -ofcourse! Maybe he's cold? Prompt an action so bold, Warm with hair-dryer.................. Oops he' s on fire! :( |
Poor Burt.
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Burt was no ordinary Sea-horse! He grew up in a small mining town admist the great war of 1914-1918. Conscripted into the secret service he worked as a spy for Walls ice-cream in a bid to undermine the german ice cream war Machine!
His sister susan worked as a secretary and likes spoon bending. this was later to prove disasterous for Susan as she was allergic to stainless steel! |
Not a very luck family are they?
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You named your man bits neil?
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Niel was a fool, he didnt act cool, he walked on out and broke every rule!
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Neil was more of a tool. He thought he looked cool.
But the locals where all using him like a bar stool |
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