Monthly Archives: August 2016

The Olympics are over and done And just look at the medals we’ve won! Now let’s hope there are plenty In the year twenty twenty In the land of the old Rising Sun.

A delusional chap called Mahoney Confided one day to a crony: ‘I’ve discovered I’m God. Don’t you think that is odd?’ ‘Not odd,’ said his friend, ‘just baloney.’

I love to go down to the sea With a snack and a thermos of tea. The gulls come and beg For a scrap of scotch egg But I’m keeping the sandwich for me.

A baker whose surname was Donne Got annoyed when his friends called him Bun. ‘Don’t call me a cake,’ He cried: ‘I may bake But when I have finished, I’m Donne.’