Monday, February 25, 2013

Raising a Stink - A limerick

  The woman in a high-class role,
   With a pince nez, purse and a stole,
   Really did look the part.
   Too bad she let a fart;
   The booming blast took quite a toll.


Die, Spider, Die

It was nigh on to eleven o’clock, and having worked hard at squandering another day, I was ready to retire. The bed had a welcoming, co...