Saturday, 7 April 2012

Nursery rhymes for the country set.


Two little dicky birds sitting on a wall.
One went pop and the other went bang.

I think we can safely say they've assimilated...


  1. Does that imply...

    Two fat sausages sizzling in a pan
    One named Peter, the other named Paul?

    Sounds rather rude...

    1. It does. Though I hadn't thought of that until you mentioned it...

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    1. That's not what they say round here...

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    1. Indeed. Until they want to do it for real, of course... I haven't assimilated yet. Clearly.


I know. I'm sorry. I hate these word recognition, are you a robot, guff things too, but having just got rid of a large number of ungrammatical and poorly spelt adverts for all sorts of things I don't want, and especially don't want on my blog, I'm hoping that this will mean that only lovely people, of the actually a person variety, will comment.

So please do. Comments are great...