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Introduction
Odd
goings on in a Yorkshire Working Men's club...
Down
At The Club
They
had this turn on at the Club last night,
So I thought I'd take a stroll,
I just fancied a pint, a chat and a laugh,
At my favourite watering hole.
Well,
a comedian was booked,
So we got a surprise,
When out walks this strange green lad,
With popping-out eyes.
The lad said not a word,
Some started to heckle;
He didn't retort,
But his skin turned all speckled...
Someone bought him a pint,
The lad promptly turned blue,
Syd said, "Very bloody clever,
But what else can you do ?"
The
lad's eyes swivelled to Syd,
And he turned black as coal,
Shot out this ribbon-like tongue,
And swallowed Syd whole.
Now, Syd was a good bloke,
The crowd turned on the lad,
So he swallowed some more,
And I thought, 'this looks bad'
I
asked the secretary, "who did you book,
He's not going down well,
But the members are, look !"
He
said, "It's like a bad dream,
It's the worst thing I've ever seen",
He said.
"I
asked for a comedian,
But I think they can't have heard me an'
They've sent a chameleon
Instead"
Copyright;
Neil
O'Hara-Smith
Email:
smithfamily613@cwctv.net
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