Bob-Dubery A mosquito was heard to complain A chemist has poisoned my brain! The cause of my sorrow is Para-dichloro- diphenyl-trichloro-ethane
Highway-Chile I'm afraid to have a go ?.......maybe I should send mine via PM to check on any possible censoring, first. I'd call it tasteless but clean........LOL!!!
Squonk The funeral was a sad affair and our mosquito had to share the centre stage and rugs with all the other bugs that breathed in the air
lindsmuse There was a mosquito named Harry And he and his brother named Larry I did squash with a thud Cos they sucked all my blood And now they no longer do tarry.
DaFiz There was a mozzie in my room last night I awoke in the mood for a fight I smacked and threw but eventually withdrew after smashing the overhead light :-[
Bob-Dubery Do those who hug bunnies and trees Ever think of the creepy crawlies? They've a life and a death Have limbs and draw breath Should we not conserve even these?
Svengali We're being conversational On things conservational: My aproach is Die!, cocroaches, Or am I being irrational? ?
Warren I simply can't seem to decide Whether boobs or guitars take first prize! Is it nipples or strings? Fixed bridge or cleav'd things? Seeing as both kinda give me a rise... ?
StephenG the posts in this thread are the worst with anger i feel i could burst the meter and rhyming are as kak as the timing, I blame Bob cause he started this first.
Norman86 Warren wrote I simply can't seem to decide Whether boobs or guitars take first prize! Is it nipples or strings? Fixed bridge or cleav'd things? Seeing as both kinda give me a rise... ? First prize right there Warren ? hahahaha
Kalcium All this talk about mosquitoes reminds me of a joke my maths lecturer told our class but I only got half of it unfortunately, but a friend of mine got the other half and together we got the joke ? What do you get when you cross a mountain climber with a mosquito? Its impossible cause you can't cross a scalar with a vector! (I got the scalar half ?)
Highway-Chile Okay Warren opened the gate.......... There was a young plumber named Lee was plumbing a lass by the sea She said, "stop your plumbing, I think someone's coming" Said the plumber, still plumbing, "It's me".
deebee There was a guitar called Fred His scratchplate was real dead His strings were loose But his heads were tight The one good thing about Fred Was that he was always ready To go axe to axe in a fight To prove that his scratchplare Was always right If not always tight
