"Now Vortex! Now Bluster!
Now, Twister and Mizzle!
On, Cyclone! On, Humid!
On, Monsoon and Drizzle!
From their HQ in Exeter!
To the Met office ball!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"
"Now Vortex! Now Bluster!
Now, Twister and Mizzle!
On, Cyclone! On, Humid!
On, Monsoon and Drizzle!
From their HQ in Exeter!
To the Met office ball!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"
Flour of England, fruit of Spain,
Met together in a
shower of rain;
Let’s make Christmas
pudding again
The true nature of fairy tales
Are for the devotee, a
heartbreaker
Because the tales were
sanitized
Such as the Elves and
the Hoe maker
Peter Pan is a bit of a gay icon
As he disrupts the
pirates shanties
But that’s not even
his real name
He was baptized as
Peter Panties
If JM Barrie had written smut
About all the
titillation and joys
His classic tale would
have been
Peter Porn and The
Lust Boys
She was drinking in the forest
But she didn't want
Tango to sup,
That wasn’t for Snow
White,
She much preferred her
7up
That's political correctness that is
In one of its
insidious ways
That’s stops us saying
merry Christmas