The Last Hurrah
The Last Hurrah
When I’m old and knackered and all my body parts
have fallen into disrepair, need regular jump starts
If my eyes can’t see and I can’t hear what you say
don’t force feed me with remedies, just help me on my way
My poor old mum’s been poorly, in fact she had a fall
we called the ambulance and she’s gone to hospital
The ward is so depressing, nurse does...
Monday 26th February 2024 4:04 pm
What's Your Name?
What’s Your Name?
If I don’t come to say hello, please don’t take offence
It’s not because I’m being rude, it’s just because I’m dense
I’ve met you several times before but can’t recall your name
I know that we were introduced, damn my stupid brain
I’m feeling under pressure now, if you come over first
If you remember my name, that makes it even worse
I’m going throu...
Sunday 25th February 2024 5:32 pm
My Old Man's a Spurs Fan
MY OLD MAN'S A SPURS FAN
My old man’s a Spurs fan, he’s Tottenham to the core
He’s had a season ticket since the grand old age of four
If you want to get him going and you’ve got an hour to spare
Just mention Tottenham Hotspur and find yourself a comfy chair
If he was Tottenham’s manager he’d get them out of trouble
If they signed him up and listened next year they’d win the...
Sunday 25th February 2024 3:24 pm
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