THE FLATULATING DRAUGHT HORSE - this one is for Glenny

[Maureen K Clifford]

FLATULATING DRAUGHT HORSE


I've a flatulating draught horse
fondly known as Ned.
I like to keep him in me room,
underneath me bed.
He's nothing much to to look at,
he ain't no work of art,
But if you hug him tightly
he gives a mighty * art istic
impression of your common yellow bear
but every kid has one of them
I didn't want one there.
I much prefer me mate old Ned
despite his pungent odour,
which only seems to occur
if he's been eating clover.

So Mum said that he had to go,
said it was her observation
that his smell was increasing.
Not helping conversation.
So I thinks... I might give him to Gramps.
I know he'd love old Ned.
who's got white socks and feathers,
and a blaze upon his head.
He comes complete with bridle,
and he's such a perfect gent.
He only has one problem..
He is somewhat flatulent.
'Cause then, when they have visitors
and odours do arise.
Gramps wouldn't have to blame the dog
and Gran won't roll her eyes.

But hang about, I've found the source
perhaps I'll keep old Ned
I just found six sweaty footy socks
underneath me bed.








Maureen Clifford ©

[Glenny Palmer]

You ARE a bloody clown Maureen. What a mind...it smacks a tad of 'MannieWorld'...another lovely zany planet.
But you did me 'ead in girl. My 'logical' mind was fighting with that other half...whatever it is, saying 'HOW high is that bed...with a whole horse under it?' And me other side, whatever it is, said, 'Bugger off!'...& so it went.
You're a treasure love. Thank you & keep it up...
xx Glenny ......running badly behind. I'll never get to Tamworth if I keep on playing here.

[Neville Briggs]

Whose football socks would they be Maureen?????

[r.magnay]

...yeah...good point Neville, if there are six sweaty socks you would reckon there must be 3 footy players.....if they are still sweaty?.......the mind boggles... ....I don't want to think about it!

[Maureen K Clifford]

I do have a son you know and he did play footy and his socks were always odouriferous and I never wanted to go there either - trust me

[Neville Briggs]

I knew there would be a rational explanation.

[r.magnay]

.....me too.....