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Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Eyed the girls and had a ball,
Lots of whistles, even a catcall,
Thus... Humpty had a great fall !

Then came the cold winter breeze
and Humpty's arse began to freeze...!
though winter's sure to be a dreary thing...
Let's wish Humpty a bouncy spring !

Cam - erary
Quite contrary
How does your garden grow?

With daffodils and bonny bluebells
And three FAT slugs in a row............

There was a young lady called Felicity
Who found someone on whom she could have pity
She gave it her best shot
But quickly lost the plot
And suddenly came over all jittery

There once was a little sheep
Who found it quite easy to sleep

When lying in bed,
She saw SHEEP in her head,
And drifted to slumber deep.

You think sheep find it easy to sleep?
It's not easy to find a place that's cheap
You should know that grass these days
Is much more than the price of maize!

Maize does make sheep pay,
Becasuse the day they wake up,
They make a lamb!

we haven't spoken
but for a token

hello now and again

but maybe one day
when your ready to play

i'll get the chance to be a pain

That's why we love Hippo
He comes out to play
It's been a long while
And we hope he'll stay

it's hot and it's sunny
i've sunburned my tummy

so make real my dream
and rub in some cream

You poor little thing
I'm sure that must sting
Best call in an expert
To take away the hurt

A novice like me
May cause you to see
That my hands only fail
To soothe this young male

why, if my name isn't Ibrahim (which it isn't...)

you need a good telling off for not having a sun-lotion regime (it rhymes, OKAY?!?)

and so until next time

where I look forward to more of your sublime rhyme

goodbye and don't let that sun get to your tummy tum tum!

poor little sheep
won't give me a treat

with her hands she won't rub
my little round tub

My, how you are smooth
Wanting my hands to soothe
Your little round tum
Which burned in the sun

I'll keep my hands safe
From a rub or a chafe
They're nimble and game
But reserved all the same

Your wool is so soft LS
much nicer than any birds nest
I could curl up and sleep among the sheep
but please don't feed me a raw neep!

I'll be sure to make sure that no-one feeds you raw, err, neep? Luv.
For I bow before Suzanne and her sparkly name
And the wonderfull rhyme written above
But I am puzzled, is there a technique to all of this? Cos my rhyme is lame.