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My cave's a shrine to Attila,
The Hun, a muderous killer;
I wish he'd return
To this hold and earn
Ten bucks to invade John Miller.
--- David Miller

Attila's a good friend of mine
Who won't be caught dead at your shrine,
But might be persuaded
To have YOU invaded
For beer or a bottle of wine.
--- John Miller

But why are you pissed off at me?
I harbor no malice for thee.
It would do you more good
To play with your wood,
Or piss on the stump of a tree.
--- John Miller

You're too late, he's invaded me!
While peeing on the stump of a tree.
And I know the swine
Was drunk on cheap wine,
Which I think has been bought by thee.
--- David Miller

Is David, at John Miller, pissed
Over something that doesn't exist.
And will he abstain
From pulling John's chain,
Or will he with rudeness, persist?
--- Observer

There's a George of the Georges named David
With whose words we are now night and day fed.
He cries: I'll give small rations
To all the small nations.
Bully God made this world -- but I'll save it.
--- James Joyce P9008

"Dr. Johnson, You smell, I do think,"
Said a lady who felt in the pink;
But the dictionary maker
A peg down did take her:
"No, madam, You smell, but I stink."
--- Tony Davie P9808

Guy Fawkes was destined to lose,
But the lesson he learned we can muse.
Hung and slaughtered,
Drawn and quartered;
Should have used a much shorter fuse.
--- Richard Long

The English were hardly amused...
Thought themselve awfully ill-used,
By Pearse who cried, "Leave
This land you make grieve...
Land you have battered and bruised!"
--- Tutta Gioia

A dysfunctional diarist called Pepys
Didn't log deeds in years that were leaps.
Thus three fourths of his acts
Became widely know facts,
While a fourth of his secrets he keeps!
--- Prof M-G TP9901

A punctilious parson call Pepys
Kept a diary in years that were leaps.
Now parishoners read
He was perfect in deed,
But three-fourths of his secrets are keeps!
--- Prof M-G

It seems that at night-time he sleeps,
And in daylight he secretly keeps
Himself busy by writing
'Bout sightings exciting...
I wonders if Samuel Pepys?
--- Peter Wilkins

There once was a diarist named Pepys,
Who wrote about London in heaps.
When the fire had died down,
Pepys went about town
And culled tales that give one the creeps.
--- Hugh Powell

At night, round the house this man crepys,
To a room where a young lady slepys.
To the keyhole he presses
His eye; she undresses,
And quite unaware Samuel Pepys.
--- Tiddy Ogg

That diarist gives me the creeps;
At each comely woman he leaps,
And let him arive at
A chamber marked 'private',
Well, just see how old Samuel Pepys!
--- C Harding P9802

As Sam Pepys never was known to shun
Hard work for the navy, so none
Spent more time in the hunt
For a suitable cunt,
Because sailors, of course, have more fun.
--- A N Wilkins P8601

It's claimed that Parr's place in the Abbey,
Is causing the Shrine to be shabby.
If a fraud's been interred,
The Church would be stirred,
And the Nobles would been more than crabby.

(Thomas Parr age 152 buried in Westminster Abbey 1635)
--- Bill Backe-Hansen P8511

Old Sir Walter, it seems didn't see
How sadistic his Queen Liz could be.
Fifteen years what he dreaded
Happened. Beheaded!
His fate lacking alacrity.
--- Loren Fitzhugh P0303

Walter Raleigh was one of those folk
Who always enjoy a good smoke,
And indeed was the type
Who finished a pipe
As he knelt for the headsman's sharp stroke.
--- A N Wilkins P9202

That puddle is almost a lake;
I shall do me a quick Francis Drake.
(Or it may have been Walter
Who threw in the water,
His cloak for his lady's fair sake.)
--- Peter Wilkins

Whoever, whatever you tread,
Fair lady, my cloak will be spread.
I'll strew petal of roses
Wherever you goeses...
Whoever said romance was dead?
--- Peter Wilkins

Sir Winston, political star,
Could keep secrets, and so he went far.
"I know that loose lips
Can surely sink ships,
But they'll never release my cigar."
--- Younger Brother

Few thought he was even a starter,
There were many who thought themselves smarter,
But he ended PM,
CH and OM,
An earl and a Knight of the Garter.
--- Penguin Dictionary P2005

Winston Churchill was great, all agree;
The noblest of his century.
But his less noble side
Thought rich friends should provide
Free champagne and yacht cruises at sea.
--- Warrick Elrod

Sir Winston, improperly dressed,
Walked out; some old gal, not impressed,
Said "Sir, close your flies!"
And Churchill replies:
"Dead birds don't fall out of their nest."
--- Anon

For escapades Clarrie's quite willing,
And riding naked is thrilling.
What Lady Godiva
Would do for a fiver,
Clarissa will do for a shilling.
--- Anon

With contemp, the duke did DERIDE
The Coventry tax protest of bride.
He did not envision
His act of derision
Would prompt nude Godiva to ride.
--- Daniel Ford

Godiva paid taxes by charm,
When pay-as-you-go was the norm.
The revenue clerks
Had appreciative smirks,
For the neat way she filled out her form.
--- History Pun Chimera P0108

As nude Lady Godiva, Miss Paul,
Showed up at a masquerade ball...
All the hot fellows went to
And began getting into
What was one time her old finger stall!
--- Grand Prix Lim 640

Godiva, the lass with long hair,
Had to ride on a horse and stay bare.
So she let her hair down
As a substitute gown,
And gave her horse blinkers to wear.
--- Mary Danby Armada 1

INSUPERABLE things make for pride,
Or perhaps a few remarks snide,
Like the one counted
Of nude lady mounted,
Known as Lady Godiva's ride.
--- Chris Papa

Godiva, both modest and fairest,
By peeping Toms harried and harassed,
When she rode in the nude,
Loosed her hair from its snood
To keep her from being em-bare-assed.
--- Lance Payne P8312

When Godiva's P.R. at its peak,
The hype was sufficient to pique
Tom's interest in tail.
The traditional tale
Thus explains his notorious peek.
--- A N Wilkins P9112

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When Lady Godiva last year
Rode her Harley through Coventry here,
The constables looked
And had the lass booked
For not wearing protective head gear.
--- A N Wilkins P8312A

When asked about Lady Godiva,
Her husband, the Lord, said, "God, I've a
Wife with no clothes--
Now everyone knows
That I am an under-provider."
--- Irving Superior P9212

"Strip", Leofric said, "and you'll find
I'll take off the tax you've in mind."
So Godiva, she streaked,
And nobody peeked,
Except Peeping Tom, who went blind.
--- Harry Thomas

Lady Godiva was quipping
About all the clothes she was skipping;
"When I get a quick lay
From my sixteen-hand bay,
I save lots of time by not stripping."
--- Actaeon

That woman named Lady Godiva
Wore nothing at all that would hide her.
When she let down her hair,
She left much that was bare
So men would continue to eye her.
--- Warrick Elrod

"What a fine pair of buttocks," said Ivor
At the nude vision of Lady Godiva.
But his sexual preference
Meant that his reference
Was to the vehicle and not the driver!
--- H Myers A

Her sidesaddle progress was slow;
No track tout would rate her a pro.
Said Godiva, "I rode
While the townspeople oh'd;
Not to win or to place, but to show!"
--- Playboy Mag J F O'Conner

The townspeople's eyes would all pop,
Every time Ms. Godiva would stop.
'Twas by no means her bare back
That made all them stare back;
'Twas the fact that the horse was on top!
--- Rowdy Jack

Lady Godiva's hung stallion
Was Latin, he neighed in Italian.
His "Dolce biscotti"
Got her all hotty;
For Equis she dumped the batallion.

In transposition, horse becomes PRAD,
Some thought of which I can be glad:
And erstwhile Godiva
Caused drooling saliva,
While parading on her prad unclad.
--- Daniel Ford

Voluptuous Lady Godiva
Made Coventry's menfolk saliva....
Her naked horse ride
Had a tax nullifed,
But destroyed Peeping Tom's conjuctiva!
--- Prof M-G TP9901

A young lass was swifly arrested
For riding on horseback bare breasted.
I'll bet you a fiver,
'Twas Lady Godiva!
Lucky too, that she wasn't molested!
--- Jayne

Godiva, The Lady rode bare
Through streets where the people would stare;
Her protesting ride
On all that horsehide
Rubbed off every trace of cunt hair.
--- Anon

For her horse she refused any tack;
Instead chose to ride him bareback.
She liked how it felt,
When it's nice hairy pelt,
Would move back and forth in her crack.
--- Anon

We thought that the nags flowing mane
The Lady did treat with disdain.
But upon dismount,
We did a hair count,
And found we were counting in vain.
--- Frank

She sat on that horse, with aplomb,
Despite protestations from mom.
All traffic did stop,
You could hear needles drop,
And also a peep from young Tom.
--- Anon

She rode naked, but not to earn cash,
For some cause, it was not just to flash.
At the end of the course,
They did find her poor horse
Had developed a nasty skin rash.
--- Travis Brasell

The legend claims Lady Godiva
'Neath tresses stayed modest, but I've a
Suspicion that Tom,
Who peeped with aplomb,
Saw plenty to build up saliva.
--- Randog

Considered sublime was the Khan,
Who said to his men, "Build a lawn,
And sow it with seed,
And do it with speed."
So hearing, they left, and were gone.
--- Matthew Montchalin

For miles, they recorded the banks
Of the River, to whom they gave thanks,
For water that's sweet,
Where Khan dipped his feet,
Off ramps with high roofs and long planks.
--- Matthew Montchalin

They staked out the River Alph's edge,
And put in a watering ditch,
And planted some trees,
And thus they did please
The Khan who observed from a ledge.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Khan's garden was glorious, green;
It measured across to the mean,
Some five and half miles;
It rivaled the Nile's
Great treasures, both seen and unseen.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Wet Alph ran through channels and streams,
Through crevices, cracks, and down seams,
Over rapids and falls,
Down cold canyon walls,
Where only the moon casts its beams.
--- Matthew Montchalin

The oldest of trees, thereabout,
Abundant therein and throughout,
They grew in a stand,
Long tended by hand,
With vines and sweet songbirds endowed.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Khan stationed his guards all around,
Protecting its rich hallowed ground,
Its flowers and trees,
And so it did please,
The way the birds looked, and their sound.
--- Matthew Montchalin

As though his were god-given rules,
He ordered magnificent pools
Be built with a dome,
Then fill for a home
To fish that swam circles in schools.
--- Matthew Montchalin

But oh! How romantic 'twas told,
How a ghost of a woman from old,
Did wail through the night
Until the first light,
And looked for her lover to hold.
--- Matthew Montchalin

From cedar to cedar she cried
And called out, she was his true bride,
For her home just ahead
Was a demon she'd wed,
Disappearing right where it grows wide.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Not far from the place where she cried,
Was a crack where the Earth heaved and sighed;
That vent blew out air,
Wet sprays in a flare,
Expelling great jets on the side.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Ejecting odd mixtures of rocks,
Of riverstones, boulders and blocks,
Which flow, although stone,
And danced as if thrown,
So piling to form river locks.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Just after those rapids it rushed,
Meandering, gurgling, it gushed,
Then whiled its own way,
Five miles in a day,
Through valleys and hills till it hushed.
--- Matthew Montchalin

It trickled through caverns of stone,
Down deep to a distance unknown,
Admittedly quite deep,
Through falls that were steep,
So joining a netherworld zone.
--- Matthew Montchalin

Though Alph's tumbling waters were loud,
The Khan listened keenly and bowed,
And said to his men,
Strange axels did spin;
An army approached, strong and proud.
--- Matthew Montchalin


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