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'I'm fed up looking like Father Christmas,'
Muttered Father Christmas one year.
'I need a new outfit. I must move with the times.

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To vaguely amuse
And banish the blues
Writing clerihews
I would choose.

Mr Merryhew
Would ferry you
Across the Thames at Bray
On a tea tray.

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Catfish
take catnaps on seabeds
Sticklebacks
stick like glue
Terrapins
are terrific with needles
But what does a didgery do?

All the Best - Roger McGough
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I give you clean air

You give me poisonous gas.

I give you mountains

You give me quarries.

 

I give you pure snow

You give me acid rain.

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We're the Mafia cats
Bugsy, Franco and Toni
We're crazy for pizza
With hot pepperoni

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Newly baked and fresh today
Eat while hot or take away.

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If you are very good I will give you:

A pillow of blue strawberries

A swimming pool of Haagen-Dasz

A mirror of imagination

A pocketful of yes’s

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When Raymond Gough joined our class
He was almost a year behind.
'Sanatorium', said Mrs McBride
'So I want you all to be kind.'

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Midnight. A knock at the door.
Open it? Better had.
Three heavy cats, mean and bad.

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'On buses and trains you wouldn't believe
The crazy things that passengers leave:

A pair of crutches, I kid you not,
Hot-waterbottle, full but no longer hot

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