July 20, 2009
Courtesy of Tom and his amazing wit, but whose laptop does not work:
Loads of people all alike in dignity,
(in fair Frant, where we lay our scene)
From tiny plot break to new mayhem,
where lots of booze makes lots of thesps drunk.
From forth some flaccid loins of but three dudes
are whipped out in a frenzy of field running,
whose misadventure was hastily overthrown
and with their deed fastens the trio’s legend.
The painful passage of Ollie’s tooth-smacked gob
and the continuance of Walsgrovey’s rage,
Which, but an excess of booze,nought could remove,
was the a twelve hour traffits of our whits;
The which if u with patient ears attend,
what some have missed, my toil about STANLEY shall strive to mend!
token-ginger
Charlie
Ollie
lucy
lilly :)
Walsgroovy
