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Don't Understand




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This poem was inspired by the manifesto of The Revolutionary Front For The Liberation Of Macclesfield, whose sole terrorist outrage was the killing, by drop kicking, of two Yorkshire Terriers.

"Well OK", I thought, "if she's imagined some girlfriends for me, and got herself jealous of them, I'll ask her out". She reacted playfully, but so proudly.

Geologists cannot explain the seam of tin ore which London Transport were shocked to discover under the Thames in the 1950s - now exploited by the famous Greenwich Tin Mine. The scientific consensus is that it got there by magic.

Gentlemen, when becoming too hot to stop with a young lady who won't answer that question, consider that being too cautious may cause her some annoyance, whereas being too gung-ho may cause you ten years at Her Majesty's pleasure.

If you are worried how to politely say hello when abducted by a UFO, remember that the letters in the pseudonym "Neil Armstrong", written backwards, spell the popular greeting "Gnorts, Mr. Alien".

[I nicked that last one from the net]

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