LIMERICKS 4

An ex Foreign Secretary called Boris
Imbibed just a wee deoch-an-doris

Another three months of this heat?
Already we wilt on our feet
We will welcome some rain
Although it can be a pain!
If it doesn't rain soon I'll be beat.

An ex Foreign Secretary called Boris

Another three months of this heat?
Already we wilt on our feet
We will welcome some rain
Although it can be a pain!

Another three months of this heat?
Already we wilt on our feet
We will welcome some rain

Another three months of this heat?
Already we wilt on our feet

I remember so well back in time
Three mountains I thought I would climb
But now looking back I note
I'm not as agile as a goat
In fact my favourite position is -recline!!

Another three months of this heat?

I remember so well back in time
Three mountains I thought I would climb
But now looking back I note
I'm not as agile as a goat

I remember so well back in time
Three mountains I thought I would climb
But now looking back I note

I remember so well back in time
Three mountains I thought I would climb

One day I went forth on the bus
And sat by a chap who started to cuss
I was about to truly call time
When he began to sing so sublime
I soon rightly not to make a fuss

I remember so well back in time

One day I went forth on the bus
And sat by a chap who started to cuss
I was about to truly call time
When he began to sing so sublime

One day I went forth on the bus
And sat by a chap who started to cuss
I was about to truly call time

One day I went forth on the bus
And sat by a chap who started to cuss

There once was an MP elected
He was chuffed as he'd been selected
To a town just north of Dunoon
But before he could ably croon
By laryngitis was he infected

One day I went forth on the bus

There once was an MP elected
He was chuffed as he'd been selected
To a town just north of Dunoon
But before he could ably croon

There once was an MP elected
He was chuffed as he'd been selected
To a town just north of Dunoon

There once was an MP elected
To a town just north of Dunoon

There once was this little lady from Bude
Who was in a romantic mood
Of course the moon was full!
And her beau looked cool
So she said 'Sick, innit, dude?!'

There once was an MP elected

There once was this little lady from Bude
Who was in a romantic mood
Of course the moon was full!
And her beau looked cool

There once was this little lady from Bude
Who was in a romantic mood
Of course the moon was full!

There once was this little lady from Bude
Who was in a romantic mood

All around are hints of returning grass,
Pubs gardens where we can raise a glass,
Our mowers have had a rest,
And goats have eaten the best
Summer fetes too with bands - top class

There once was this little lady from Bude

All around are hints of returning grass,
Pubs gardens where we can raise a glass,
Our mowers have had a rest,
And goats have eaten the best

All around are hints of returning grass,
Pubs gardens where we can raise a glass,
Our mowers have had a rest

All around are hints of returning grass,
Pubs gardens where we can raise a glass,