Wings on cats, and warts on hogs,
Knives and forks, and big spoons bring ,
To stir my pot of writhing thing,
Bubble, bubble, my pot bubble
Like a hell-broth, I smell trouble!!!
The every day stories of three every day monkeys ..... embarking on a whole series of new adventures after swapping the pleasures of Wolverhampton for a more peaceful, bijoux, riverside way of life in Evesham.
Sorry we are going to have to add word verification our comments section as it seems we are again being bombarded with spam!!! So if your comment doesn't come up straight away it means that our lady "that does" is going through them with a fine toothcomb, so that the spammers don't get through .....This is such a robust pain in the bottom and as such we have boycotted all SPAM comestibles in protest ..... sandwiches, fritters, fricasse etc.!!!!!!
I blame Shakespeare. Has Nigel been reading the bard?
ReplyDelete" Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble. Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf;
Witches' mummy; maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock digg'd i the dark;
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips;
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab."
No way to resist any time but this Hallows Eve time guarantees Nigel's unwavering interest ....toads, frogs newts.....it's all fair game for Nigel.....not sure why the toes bit.....fun dictated by the wind blowing through the trees, stormy nights with things going bump that send the imagination soaring....Fun fun.....Dianne
ReplyDeleteI'm all of a quiver. I shall be hiding beneath my blankets come Halloween! JantheFan x
ReplyDeletea song about frogs that nigel can sing to encourage frogs to come to tea
ReplyDeleteTen little frogs were not feeling fine
One went to the hospital and then there were Nine
Nine little frogs went out to play
One got hit by a ball and then there were Eight
Eight little frogs were named Stephen
One died by a 'Silver Bullet' and then there were Seven
Six little frogs went for a dive
One stayed at the bottom and then there were Five
Five little frogs were on the floor
One got stepped on it and then there were Four
Four little frogs sailed to the sea
One disappeared and then there were Three
Three little frogs were wearing shoes
One walked away and then there were Two
Two little frogs were having fun
One died laughing and then there was One
One little frog was basking in the sun
That one forgot the suntan lotion and now there are None!
in fact darrel dont tell him but its a poem to keep frogs from your door big love marc