Toby the Rhymedog
Resurrected
Can you hear Christmas carols being sung?
Is your tree up, your mistletoe hung?
Then sit back, be charmed,
And don't be alarmed,
That I lick my own arse with this tongue
For I hear distant bells that are callin',
Saint Pete shouting "who let Saint Paul in?"
Across heavenly seas,
A queue of refugees,
What hath become of Grandoldteam's fallen?
Though he was often treated with derision,
Bizzarro mostly fulfilled his ambition,
He made wage gaps decrease,
Negotiated East and West peace,
And won a prize for work in nuclear fission
@davek
And while Matt was an accountant/engineer,
Our man Del was an overqualified sneer,
When I see cutting ripostes,
It's like Del's jeering ghost,
Sometimes I could swear he's still here....
Tommye's departure was a strange one indeed,
Though it has come to be widely agreed,
The reason he fled?
He and Rafuh were wed,
And their ginger kids were born smoking weed
I'm afraid Adversus ran fresh out of luck,
Though he would argue a hen was a duck,
I'm sad to advise,
He met his demise,
Debating an oncoming truck
And to Robertor, raise the last of your beers,
Say a prayer and offer your tears,
Last I heard of the man,
He took a dump on his nan,
And fell asleep for twenty years
There are others, of course, I could mention,
Bluesteak really caught our attention,
His one major error,
Was blaming Esk for all terror,
Before he was slapped with detention
So it is with great joy that I say,
Declare in one voice that today,
We will not go,
Quietly into the snow,
We will celebrate our Christmas Day
Is your tree up, your mistletoe hung?
Then sit back, be charmed,
And don't be alarmed,
That I lick my own arse with this tongue
For I hear distant bells that are callin',
Saint Pete shouting "who let Saint Paul in?"
Across heavenly seas,
A queue of refugees,
What hath become of Grandoldteam's fallen?
Though he was often treated with derision,
Bizzarro mostly fulfilled his ambition,
He made wage gaps decrease,
Negotiated East and West peace,
And won a prize for work in nuclear fission
@davek
And while Matt was an accountant/engineer,
Our man Del was an overqualified sneer,
When I see cutting ripostes,
It's like Del's jeering ghost,
Sometimes I could swear he's still here....
Tommye's departure was a strange one indeed,
Though it has come to be widely agreed,
The reason he fled?
He and Rafuh were wed,
And their ginger kids were born smoking weed
I'm afraid Adversus ran fresh out of luck,
Though he would argue a hen was a duck,
I'm sad to advise,
He met his demise,
Debating an oncoming truck
And to Robertor, raise the last of your beers,
Say a prayer and offer your tears,
Last I heard of the man,
He took a dump on his nan,
And fell asleep for twenty years
There are others, of course, I could mention,
Bluesteak really caught our attention,
His one major error,
Was blaming Esk for all terror,
Before he was slapped with detention
So it is with great joy that I say,
Declare in one voice that today,
We will not go,
Quietly into the snow,
We will celebrate our Christmas Day
