Limericks 7

There`s a haunted house in our village ,they say
I pass it by night, and also by day
There are cries and shrieks
Monsters and freaks
And i make sure it's out of my way

The Markles are back in the news I see

There`s a haunted house in our village ,they say
I pass it by night, and also by day
There are cries and shrieks
Monsters and freaks

here`s a haunted house in our village ,they say
I pass it by night, and also by day
There are cries and shrieks,

There`s a haunted house in our village ,they say
I pass it by night, and also by day
There are cries and shrieks,

There's a haunted house in our village, they say
I pass it at night, and also by day

This old biddy sometimes gets caught on the hop
With her mouth in gear she can't shop
When I make a mistake
I sigh and crave cake
And then I realise, I can't stop.

There's a haunted house in our village, they say

This old biddy sometimes gets caught on the hop
With her mouth in gear she can't shop
When I make a mistake
I sigh and crave cake

This old biddy sometimes gets caught on the hop
With her mouth in gear she can't shop
When I make a mistake

This old biddy sometimes gets caught on the hop
With her mouth in gear she can't shop

This old biddy sometimes gets caught on the hop

A kingfisher and water rat came to his aid
With branches and leaves, a raft they made
They paddled upstream
Had strawb'rries and cream
On the safe river bank they then laid

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A kingfisher and water rat came to his aid
With branches and leaves, a raft they made
They paddled upstream

A kingfisher and water rat came to his aid
With branches and leaves, a raft they made

A kingfisher and water rat came to his aid
On the safe river bank he then laid

He sheltered under the branches of the ancient oak
Away from the stares of curious folk,
But what was he hiding?
As he felt himself sliding
Down to the stream where he tried not to choke

A kingfisher and water rat came to his aid

He sheltered under the branches of the ancient oak
Away from the stares of curious folk,
But what was he hiding?
As he felt himself sliding

He sheltered under the branches of the ancient oak
Away from the stares of curious folk,
But what was he hiding?

He sheltered under the branches of the ancient oak
Away from the stares of curious folk,

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands
And a tan that has no stripes or bands
Brown as a berry I will be
No tights to hide my knobbly knee
Oh to be a golden goddess in these faraway lands

He sheltered under the branches of the ancient oak

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands
And a tan that has no stripes or bands
Brown as a berry I will be
No tights to hide my knobbly knee

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands
And a tan that has no stripes or bands
Brown as a berry I will be

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands
And a tan that has no stripes or bands

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands
And a tan

But I still long for a tropical south seas beach
But sadly it's out of my financial reach
Bognor it will have to be
Ready with knotted hanky
A couple of deck chairs and an ice cream each

I will dream of the palm trees and the pristine sands

But I still long for a tropical south seas beach
But sadly it's out of my financial reach
Bognor it will have to be
Ready with knotted hanky