We are the special people
We've got special cups.
There's saucers, too
If we would use them,
Barred from view
'Cos you'd abuse them.
Would you like our dinky milk jug?
Would you share our toys?
Well, we don't think that would be right
And so they're stashed well out of sight
In a cupboard locked up day and night.
We're special girls and boys.
Unbelievable tales from One Who Knows.
‘It is a comfort in wretchedness to have companions in woe’.
We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
As heard on Radio Luxembourg
One for Gadjo to sing along with, tucked up by the fireside with his TV Comic annual and a well-known hot malted milk drink.
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2 comments:
That's just nasty. I thought Britain was a democracy.
It is but libraries aren't.
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