from one of them, named…
Lynne, who was cleverly disguised
Instead of in his hand
It landed on her head
Straight from my porridge gun
Which had just boiled over
deep in her brown star
Where the porridge gun exploded…
and covered the ginger ■■■■■
Meghan objected strongly to this.
as she wanted the porridge…
to make a cheap facemask
She’s whiter than Harry now.
nipping to Boot’s for hairdye
as a panto horse with
Then Waterstones for a dictionary.
but picked up a thesarus
which gave him superior knowledge
So he packed in driving.
and bought a new wheelbarrow