Nige this is your comeuppance,
But please don't get the hump,
Though we really love you dearly,
We just don't want to jump!
The third little pig was right,
You should build your house with bricks,
Now our hibernation home,
Will stand up to your tricks ....
Well, I have just discovered that Nige has 'Feet of Clay' ..... I am going one step further ..... the 'what happens next' will be posted on Friday ....
Our hibernation box was trashed,
As we ate our last great feast,
Jumped on by a lunatic,
It's not fit for man nor beast.
Like the phoenix from the ashes,
There rose a brand new box,
This time a sturdy packing case,
Silk lined with D's old frocks.
Settled for the duration,
Quite calm (in no way vexed)
Look carefully at the picture,
And guess what happens next ....
Couldn't resist the follow up ....... am spending a nice relaxed Friday night in .....
The shadows are all mobloggers ......
November is the month,
According to our Nige,
That should have us all jumping,
So please, dear friends, oblige.
International jump month,
Mobloggers don't be late,
(As far as I'm concerned,
I think I'll hibernate!)
Halloween is upon us,
Cobwebs and ghostly dust,
Bat droppings in the belfry,
Door hinges left to rust.
With double duster action
And his fairy at his feet,
When it comes to cleaning up
Our Sprocket can't be beat!
Just put him in the scary house
And in a blinding flash,
He'll have it all spick and span
.... just let him have a bash!
Prompted by Sprocket's comments on a previous post of mine (No. 78 It's just that time of year).....
30th Oct 2007, 20:53