Plasterdly, dastardly
Douglas of Avonlee
Sat in the bar and he
Spoke with a slur.
Tipping a tumbler of
rum was his number one
Saturday duty un-
Til he saw her.
"Dear Madmoiselley, ur,
Can't help but notice yer
Fashion sense lacking or
Breast and warm buns."
Quick as a winking she
Clobbered him handily.
Chicken forgotten, she
Left with her nuns. |