Tut Tut Tut-tut tut-tut tut :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock:
Lika I say what's thheees .........?
Hey meeester Groucho! - Wheeech one eees a youra nosa Eh ??
OK Ugly, I've tracked you over a hundred miles of desert (spits and lights cheroot). I aint hangin' around here for more than 24 hours. So, you gonna be a good boy and come quiet or am I gonna have to lift my poncho??
ello me darlins.....show us yer wares, I'll give ya a good price or me li'lle urchins ul ave em from ya
wright then Eli spect a visit from bill sykes
Groucho are ya one of me lads....I'm sure yur dab and at the old pockets
Eeeer MR Fagin Issss eard bout you. This is not ya usual haunt?
Got moved on did ya!
hey man with no name,
was you ever in a band called the Village people?
Eliza....Eliza is she one of me gels....she costs a pretty penny i'm sure we can come to some arrangment
grouch's goin up to bed
taking off my second head
but clues to give its in the game
else you'll never guess my name
Better known for bollox than style
we've been around a little while
poems posted one, two, three
letters written that weren't from me.
morning,
Is it safe to emerge from my hut?
All this talk of duels
And all these strange people?
second thoughts-I'll stay within.
I leave out the ballroom for one night
And look what I come back to find..
Not only it’s claimed I am rumbled,
But the “proof†has been sealed and signed!
The PM’s come through fast and furious,
From everyone playing in here
But none of you know who I really am,
No one has even come near!
Well I say that, but hey, can you trust me?
After all I am here in disguise.
I may be as honest as the day comes,
But then again I may revel in lies.
Good afternoon fine people.
I have had to come inside lest the sun disturbs my porcelain complexion.
The ballroon is quiet just now - I may just lie quietly on the chaise-lounge until the party resumes. Gosh this bodice is tight, I am feeling quite faint.
Could one of you fine gentleman get me a glass of water please - No, not that champagne, I had some the other evening and I do believe I was on the verge of losing my virtuousity.
Miss E. Bennett
Virginal spinster of the parish