REQUEST AS TO CREMATED REMAINS
The old chocolate factory worker
was finally to pop his socks.
"Cremation," had been his call,
"ashes place in a chocolate-box.
Yes ashes place in a chocolate-box
and send to my dear ex-wife.
The woman was a damn fiery sort
all our flaming wedded life !"
OLD AND TYRED
For a new model
he wished to trade his wife
(emphasis on 'model').
That'd be the life.
He would make do
with rusty old she.
She would make do
with old-wreck he !
DEEPLY JEALOUS JILL
Her jealousy crept like a cancer,
like a crab into a foggy sea,
only to be lost and find no answer
to the question of such jealousy.
Oh how she felt the pincers
and wanted him to feel hurt too.
Get away would not her mister
as the storm inside her grew.
A-PORT-BANGOK-PIRATE-
GIRL-MAYBE ?
She sailed into port
inside her canoe,
monkey on shoulder,
on bared-back a tattoo.
Find no green parrot
just a white cockatoo
was perched up front
of the Thai-beauty's canoe.
Yes sailed into port -
Bangkok City within -
a pirate or gypsy-girl
who set my head swimming.
A-COMICAL-CAPERING-YES
I went to a cartoon of a party.
Yes it was comic but also dandy.
On his own was little Lord Snooty,
while looking through keyholes caught was Katy.
I came across the cat called Korky,
and Denis the Menace was being naughty.
Yes I went to a cartoon of a party.
Desperate Dan ate cow-pies heartily.
Biffo the Bear bristled all hairy
at Denis the Menace being naughty,
and Pansy Potter, too, got a bit iffy.
They took him outside. It was over in a jiffy.
I was not going to cause a scene, so
I sat down in a corner and read the Beano.
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