New Moon 10:50
Packed the suit cases and generally prepared for the exodus. Last night Christine said my perm made me look affluent, or was it effluent?
Ode to my Perm
Once you were straight and hanging down,
But you don't any more,
In fact you're all curly now.
Blimey, Mum says I look like Kevin Keegan,
but Dad thinks I'm a puff.
Ode to Kevin Keegan
Once you were straight and hanging down,
But you aren't any more,
In fact you're all curly now,
Blimey, my Mum says you look like me,
But Dad prefers Plymouth Argyle.
Fin.
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