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Mrs Myrtle Goes to Town.
Ole Miss Myrtle: She didn't dress like all the rest,
She looked twee in dark Crimplene with a floral vest.
"I'm off," she would declare, garnering attention,
"To fulfil this shopping list's great expectation!"
Walking the two miles, alone, into town.
Smiling pleasantly, no sign of a frown.
wearing a black beret pulled to the front.
Her steps, marked with an occasional huf...
Saturday 28th June 2025 4:25 pm
Confused Dot Com
Just three little questions my dear friends,
I hope you can lend a hand,
Each scenario happened today,
And I still don’t quite understand.
If the square of the hypotenuse,
Is the sum of squares on either side,
How do you get an Articulated lorry,
Through a gate just 10 feet wide.
The calculated arc of a cannonball,
Hits square the castle wall, not the moat,
...
Thursday 9th June 2022 4:36 pm
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