when made with curdled milk
hiya,
and left over cold custard
thanks harry, long retired.
from any M.S.A. dysfunctual kitchen
used the box instead,bloody
kaber tossing sporan wearers to
hiya,
who’s hygiene was very “iffy”
thanks harry, long retired.
with a highly-pungent whiffy smell
hiya,
a cross between old socks
thanks harry, long retired.
and a fishmongers wife
s underwear
hiya,
and the fishmonger’s old underpants
thanks harry, long retired.
worn (sometimes) by his wife
hiya,
but mostly round her ankles
thanks harry, long retired.
when they were both filleting
hiya,
down behind the filleting table
thanks harry, long retired.
when she gave him crabs
but not the eating kind
which made cycling very uncomfortable
hiya,
so she bought some roller-blades
thanks harry, long retired.
fitted with powerful (h)air-raising brakes
hiya,
which she applied too quickly
thanks harry, long retired.