Sunday, July 05, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

A woman called Alice was in love with Tutankhamun
He shoulda left the palace and experimented with farmin'
Instead of being forgotten in those dark pyramids
He coulda grown cotton with a wife and ten kids

4 comments:

Sandi McBride said...

He could have made his fortune
in cotton windings
using his crop to produce
Royal Bindings

Sandi

Maggie May said...

Alice Springs to mind!

Vodka Mom said...

did you write this?


good one.........

Eddie Bluelights said...

Alice continued to think Tutankhamun was yummy
And her antics with him soon made her a mummy
There was plenty of life in that young pharoh
And she was so in love she did not care oh!
So he was not buried in that pyramid
He made someone else pose there for twenty quid
While he lived with Alice a lovely life
With lots of kids from his trouble and strife!
So next time you read who is there in a cask
It may not be him behind that old mask!