Mr Purry Goes To Town Poem by Tom Billsborough
Mr Purry Goes To Town
Mr Purry went to town
With his knickers hanging down.
He'd do owt for half a crown.
Naughty Mr Purry.
Hah... naughty indeed! Don't know about you Tom, but as I just mentioned to Annette, my silly 'Yodeling' poem just came out of the blue as a sort of unconscious redressing, a counterweight you might say, after so many 'serious' poems.Sometimes is good to indulge in a bit of sillyness just to lighten up a bit.
Hi Rod, I must read that one. I'm editing some stories for Annette at the moment. I think Mr Purry has been reading them! I think I sent her another Silly one about Mr P. If I can find it I'll send it to you. I agree with you about indulging in Silliness and playing with words.
Now that he's got into food fads, there might be a few more rude poems about him! Just a quickie: To London town my cat has gone To see the Queen upon her throne She's been on it for sixty year So constipated, the poor old dear.
Oh. My. Word. That's your cat? What a naughty pus. I hope he does not take after his master.... ;)
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Crickey mate but you got your hands full with Mr Purry. I wonder where he gets these wild notions- I'm afraid Susan might be on to something their. I love it Bill, Just what the doctor ordered ! ! ! ! ! Lol
yes, it's time I started setting that Cat a good example. at the moment I'm wounded after one of our play fights. Must remove those fallen logs from the garden. Stop him sharpening his claws!