by Spike Milligan ‘Help, help,’ said a man, ‘I’m drowning.’ ‘Hang on,’ said a man from the shore. ‘Help, help, said the man ‘I’m not clowning.’ ‘Yes I know, I heard you before. Be patient dear man who is drowning, You see I have got a disease. I am waiting for a Doctor J Browning.Continue reading “Have a Nice Day”
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Unto us . . .
by Spike Milligan Somewhere at some time They committed themselves to me And so, I was! Small, but I WAS! Tiny, in shape Lusting to live I hung in my pulsing cave. Soon they knew of me My mother – my father. I had no say in my being I lived on trust And loveContinue reading “Unto us . . .”