Putting on my underpants,
Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle.
Positioning is critical,
Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle.
Strutting down the street I go,
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.
Forgot to put my trousers on,
Giggle, giggle, giggle.
© Copyright Philip Barton 2019 All rights reserved
A lifeless, woolly cardigan
Laid waste by fickle fates
Lies flattened on the road
Bound for the plain and pearly gates.
© Copyright Philip Barton February 20th, 2025. All rights reserved.
It was the longest chip in the world,
This record would take some beating.
It was coming out of his bottom,
Before he’d finished eating.
© Copyright Philip Barton January 18th, 2018. All rights reserved.
