Thursday, May 08, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

In downtown Wangaratta
The love their fish in batter
They’ll chase a single haddock
Halfway across the paddock

6 comments:

Lavinia Ladyslipper said...

...something smells fishy..and it ain't salmon....

BRUNO said...

This fella could keep a lavatory custodian in work cleaning walls full time, if he ever decides to "go public"---perhaps literally!

But don't leave a link behind as well, for Gods' sake....!

quilly said...

Australians Are Weird

If their fish come from the pasture,
Where do they get their beef?
I ain't eatin' with that lot,
My tummy'll come to grief!

Carolyn said...

Silly. I wonder if it would taste good with Maple Syrup?

;-)

Maggie May said...

The Aussies like their food in batter
So does it really matter
If cod & haddock try to flee
From ending up so nastily!

They like their freedom so they run.
Across the paddock for their fun.
If you were walking in the sea
You might end up as some ones tea!

backpakker said...

ah ! a fishy tale