THE-SUNNY-HOT-SPOTS-GIRL-
GOES-RUNNING
Her love for him is very rash.
She's got a fever, she has the hots.
He's the lifeguard on the beach.
She's breaking out in polka-dots.
The girl's head-over-heels for him,
but he's so much older, you understand.
This girl doesn't wish to know.
She runs to him across the sand.
She runs to him across the sand
in her skirt with sun-yellow spots.
Yes her love for him is very rash.
She's broken out in polka-dots.
IT'S-A-FLYING-CARPET'S-
PAIR-FIND
Open sesame:
our mouths did so, wide.
The two tongues met, girl,
on a magic-red-carpet ride.
A-WET-WITH-THE-WIND-BLOWING-
WILL-BE-YOUR-DAY-TOMORROW
The weatherman
has got it wrong.
Tomorrow there'll be
no kind sun or song.
The astrologer
has told you this:
"A wind will blow you
the wettest kiss."
THE-BENNY-HILL-BRILLIANCE
Very saucy postcards
from a seaside-town.
A variety performance
jesting-clown.
You're on a holiday.
Who's the turn on the bill?
Just that chap Benny,
cheeky as a Fanny Hill !
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