Maybe Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't there Stu. Check that out.

!! Ray

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear,
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair,
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy,
was he?

I've heard that poem too, Stu. It's a goody and children love silly things - but then we should sometimes be flippant - it's a kind of cleansing.

Here's one I wrote years ago:

turnips are a special kind of plant
they havn't got an uncle or an aunt
they sleep together in all kinds of weather,
they'd like to move around
but they can't.

reminds me of a poem i read my daughter.

'As i was walking down the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there,
He wasn't there again today,
Oh how I wish he'd go away'

Witty and brief!

Now there's a thought Wolfie!

Life with a twist of lemon but I'm not bitter...

Thanks . I left A out of the title, gulp, now rectified.

Ray