Limericks 15

There's a lovely cottage by the stream
That’s the kind of home of which I dream
Roses round the door
Not far from the shore

There's a lovely cottage by the stream
That’s the kind of home of which I dream
Roses round the door

There's a lovely cottage by the stream
That’s the kind of home of which I dream

The weather 'round here is so grey
We're more used to a sunny day
But autumn's here
Towards end of year
The sun should keep winter at bay.

There's a lovely old cottage by the stream

The weather 'round here is so grey
We're more used to a sunny day
But autumn's here
Towards end of year

The weather 'round here is so grey
We're more used to a sunny day
But autumn's here

The weather 'round here is so grey
We're more used to a sunny day

He'd bumped into an old school friend
Or did he? Perhaps it was just pretend
The secret is out
Maybe he was a scout
But I hear the rules he did bend

The weather 'round here is so grey

He'd bumped into an old school friend
Or did he? Perhaps it was just pretend
The secret is out
Maybe he was a scout

He’d bumped into an old school friend
Or did he?Perhaps it was just pretend
The secret is out

He’d bumped into an old school friend
Or did he? Perhaps it was just pretend

On return he was not alone
Beside him, you'd swear was his clone
They looked so alike
They were both called Mike
Is it someone he’s always known?

He’d bumped into an old school friend

On return he was not alone
Beside him, you'd swear was his clone
They looked so alike
They were both called Mike

On return he was not alone
Beside him, you'd swear was his clone
They looked so alike

On return he was not alone
Beside him, you'd swear was his clone

An old codger went walkabout
Which caused the village to talk-about
How he’ll lose his way
And we'll have to pay
We should call him back with a shout

On return he was not alone

An old codger went walkabout
Which caused the village to talk-about
How he’ll lose his way
And we'll have to pay

An old codger went walkabout
Which caused the village to talk-about
How he’ll lose his way

An old codger went walkabout
Which caused the village to talk-about

I'd rather go to New Zealand
Or to the island of seeland
It's in my dreams
Fast whitewater streams
Or p'raps the geysers in Greenland.

An old codger went walkabout

I’d rather go to New Zealand
Or to the island of seeland
It's in my dreams
Fast whitewater streams

I’d rather go to New Zealand
Or to the island of seeland
It's in my dreams

I’d rather go to New Zealand
Or to the island of seeland

We could backpack around Australia
With so much paraphernalia
Could we stand the heat
Be dead on our feet
And end up feeling a failure

I’d rather go to New Zealand

We could backpack around Australia
With so much paraphernalia
Could we stand the heat
Or end up dead on our feet