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Fed and Mavis On Their Travels
There’s a tropical isle, Gran Canaria,
Famed for sun, sea and sand –
Mavis and Fred flew over,
To escape Lancashire’s cold winter land.
Mavis said, “Eee, ‘tis hot in these woolly tights,
Let’s find summer shorts that flatter me bum
Throw away beiges and blacks,
Colour up, like the sky and the sun!”
She returned like a red hibiscus
(And that were only her face...
Saturday 19th February 2011 8:28 pm
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