PAT PAT..............there there.......
fluffy
Jimericks?The bird it sat upon a tree
the rain came pouring down.. a man beneath sought shelter there beneath the waving bow..... The bird it thought, 'i'll have some fun' and did a great big dump........ It landed on the poor mans head.... in one almighty lump........... fluffy Fluffy
I had a tiny teddy bear
his name was tiny Tim I took him to the bath one day to teach him how to swim First he ate the washcloth then he ate the soap I took him to the doctor but the doctor said, "No hope" Tiny Tim died that night.......with a bubble in his throat........ Yet another lame one I remember from my youth.....
I used to say it like this
Mrs Lucy had a baby his name was Tiny Tim. She put him in the bathtub to see if he could swim. He drank up all the water, He ate up all the soap. He tried to eat the bathtub but it wouldn't go down his throat. Mrs Lucy called the doctor. Mrs Lucy called the nurse. Mrs Lucy called the lady with the alligator purse. Mumps! Said the Doctor. Measles! Said the Nurse. Nothing! Said the lady with the alligator purse. Mrs Lucy punched the Doctor. Mrs Lucy Knocked the Nurse. Mrs Lucy paid the lady with the alligator purse. www.youtube.com/user/jimcarreyonline
Lulu had a boyfriend
He could not get enough She could never stop him He was hooked on makin' Bang Bang Lulu Lulu's going away who is going to bang with Lulu Now that Lulu's going away Lulu had a red dress When she put it on Every man that she passed by Thought she must be Bang Bang Lulu Lulu's going away who is going to bang With Lulu now that Lulu's going away Lulu joined the army She was fighting in a war Stood in front of the enemy Their weapons hit their Bang Bang Lulu Lulu's going away Who is going to bang with Lulu now that Lulu's going away Lulu knew a singer He had so many hits She loved his voice But she hated the way He kept grabbin' her Bang Bang Lulu Lulu's going away Who is going to bang with Lulu Now that Lulu's going away www.youtube.com/user/jimcarreyonline
Dreams, rich colorful hue
A canvas that holds it true Time cannot scratch Some deep etch That connects you with you Soap bubbles, light, luminous A moment, eternal, mellifluous Can get scars Met with spars But still remains the I that loves Your name is strength enough To take the smooth with the rough Lest I forget There's no rest The end is in the womb thereof
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