SWEET JONNY
Oh, what are you doing sweet Jonny, sweet Jonny?
Oh, what are you doing sweet Jonny?
I'm rolling a spliff dearest Pooky, dear Pooky. I'm rolling a spliff dearest Pooks.
How big will you roll it sweet Jonny, sweet Jonny? How big will you roll it sweet Jonny?
Three papers dear Pooky, dear Pooky. Three papers, three papers dearest Pooky, dear Pooks.
Three papers, three papers, sweet Jonny, three papers? Three papers sweet Jonny, three papers?
Yes, three papers dear Pooky, dear Pooky, three papers. Now shut the fuck up and let me get on with rolling the damn thing, will you?
THE END
EDITOR'S NOTE: POOKY, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO LET ME KNOW IF THE FORM IS RIGHT... IT GETS QUITE SCRAMBLED WHEN ENTERING MY MAILBOX.
Nathan:
No, but I will now write you a limerick...
Rhiannon is very nice
I've only met her twice
But she is very quiet
And I don't know why..it
It seems to me she's a slice!
EDITOR'S NOTE: ...A SLICE OF WHAT, EXACTLY?
Christine:
No, because I'm lazy and unimaginative.
Oolong:
Well... I could attempt to write something fun, but the world might explode.
Joe Powell:
No because I haven't written any to send to you.