Author: dickiewhiteblog

July 25th – Now one old man got nasty, And to the council wrote, Next time my old man went ’round there, He punched him up the throat.

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It makes them sound even thicker than the originals, speaking a more ignorant and lazy derivative, without rules of precedence, that will tolerate any extemporised rhyme with anything else.

17th July – Our house is a very, very, very fine house with two cats in the yard, Life used to be so hard, Now everything is easy ‘cause of you.

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For what is a house, but a static target with your name on it?

July 13th – come along with us, to the glorious, annual, ugly bug ball.

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It’s time to split his portfolios up and give one to putative modern-day saint, Saint Greavsie of Television.

July 10th – Back home, we’ll be thinking about you, while we’re not that far away.

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I am prepared to legislate to provide England with a system of 4-4-4.

July 8th – I don’t drink coffee, I take tea, my dear. I like my toast done on one side.

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'"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: I have already got me special beer goggles on, Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

June 29th – The sun’ll come out tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, There’ll be sun.

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It is not in my nature to carry a weapon, but should any agents of the state decide to investigate, they’ll discover that I have fashioned a stick like the one Gabriel Oak used to cure abdominal bloating in sheep

June 24th – Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep, Across the sands so I may keep, The memory of our Caravan.

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Come the end of the season, I’ll have mastered the art of living small, and need only add a car with tow bar to create a portfolio of flexible assets, which will bring with them a world of opportunity.

June 22nd – I’ll gas up my hot rod stoker, We’ll get hotter than a poker, You’ll be broke but I’ll be broker, Tonight we’re settin’ the woods on fire.

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I haven’t seen Nomadland yet, but perhaps with (temporary) access to funds and some paid employment I’m not so much homeless as camping?

10th June – You wonder why he stands so high, It’s just the space between him and the sky.

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I often watch replays of so-called fouls, and to me it's almost as if one leg behaves badly independently of the brain, while the other leg just stands there looking on unable to assist.