
:: Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Rhyme-time
Mary had a little lamb
Her father shot it dead
So now she takes her lamb to school
Between 2 hunks of bread
Mary had a little lamb
she called him Little Ed
Now he's lying in a field
A pick axe through his head
Mary had a little lamb
It ran into a pylon
10,000 volts went up its arse
And turned its wool to nylon
Mary had a little lamb
She also had a duck
She put them on the mantlepiece
To see if they would fall off
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was black as soot
And everywhere that Mary went
Its sooty foot it put
Mary had a little lamb
The doctors were surprised
When old McDonald had a farm
The doctors nearly died
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white and whispy.
Then it caught Foot and Mouth Disease
And now its black and crispy
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was slightly grey
It didn't have a father
Just some borrowed DNA
It sort of had a mother
Though the ovum was on loan
It was not so much a Lambkin
As a little lamby clone.
Reading: stupid nursery rhyme sites
Listening to: the dryer
Feeling: sheepish *shrug*
"Is it me, or was Frodo just hanging around in that field masturbating before I came along?" - Gandalf the Gray

Her father shot it dead
So now she takes her lamb to school
Between 2 hunks of bread
Mary had a little lamb
she called him Little Ed
Now he's lying in a field
A pick axe through his head
Mary had a little lamb
It ran into a pylon
10,000 volts went up its arse
And turned its wool to nylon
Mary had a little lamb
She also had a duck
She put them on the mantlepiece
To see if they would fall off
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was black as soot
And everywhere that Mary went
Its sooty foot it put
Mary had a little lamb
The doctors were surprised
When old McDonald had a farm
The doctors nearly died
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white and whispy.
Then it caught Foot and Mouth Disease
And now its black and crispy
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was slightly grey
It didn't have a father
Just some borrowed DNA
It sort of had a mother
Though the ovum was on loan
It was not so much a Lambkin
As a little lamby clone.
Reading: stupid nursery rhyme sites
Listening to: the dryer
Feeling: sheepish *shrug*
"Is it me, or was Frodo just hanging around in that field masturbating before I came along?" - Gandalf the Gray



