Half a croissant, on a plate, with a sign in front of it saying '50c'
h a l f b a k e r y
Oh yeah? Well, eureka too.

idea: add, search, overview, recent, by name, random

meta: news, help, about, links, report a problem

account: browse anonymously, or get an account and write.

user:
pass:
register,



never trust a man in a blue trench coat

[This account was destroyed in a disk crash in October 2004 and has been partially restored from a cached copy. If it is yours, please send e-mail to <bakesperson@halfbakery.com> to reclaim it. ]

A great grey grasshopper jumped on my knee,
dusty with age.
I was wearing my blue serge trousers,
so the grasshopper left a mark.
My mother was ever so sad.
They had just come back from the cleaners.
"I shall stop your pocket money for three weeks!"
she shouted and burst.
In tears.

My great grandmother jumped on my knee,
rusty with age.
She was wearing her blue Pyjamas,
So great grandmother left a mark.
My father was ever so mad.
She had just come back from the cleaners.
"I shall scrub your great grandmother for three weeks!"
He shouted and burst.
With a bang.

A plastic dinosaurus jumped on my knee
grumpy with age.
I was wearing my spaceman's trousers,
so that was the end of that.
The Martians were ever so sad.


[Sep 23 2003, last modified Sep 19 2003]

   
 

back: main index