Bhaskar lay down upon the Sunny Beach,
And made Dave cry and run off to his cave.
But he ran straight back out, with a loud screech
When Lion Lad roared. Come on now, Dave - be brave!
Meanwhile, that Marie-Claire had naughty thoughts
Of chocolate bars and cigs and all things French,
And Scramble likes her eggs by all reports,
And all the rest are fishing for a tench-
ion. There are people saying, ‘Nuke ’em all,’
And others saying love your fellow man.
That Teddypoet always has a ball,
While Notapoet’s rhymes go down the pan.
I’m Tonyzonit, and I’m on the case,
So hello Blogitland! A smiley face!
Tue 3 Oct 2006
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