Wednesday, April 9, 2008

No Good Steed Goes Unpunished

by Norm Knott
London after dark Bureau


There once was a man named John Steed
A proper and smart man indeed
He ne'er copped a feel
Off fair Emma Peel
He knew in his groin he'd be kneed

4 comments:

  1. Since Peel crushed all mashers like gnats
    Steed checked all the relevant stats
    So wary of dangers
    Though neither were strangers
    He made sure they kept separate flats!

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  2. Like Pauline, she was tied to the tracks
    And was strapped in for torture on racks
    But soon she was freed
    By trusty John Steed
    And to villains delivered the smacks

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  3. Come on, boys, enough, let's get real
    And cease this obsession with Peel
    Many years have passed
    For that lovely lass
    She now has to gum her oatmeal

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  4. Pot/kettle, my friend, soon will we
    We’re all getting old, don’t you see?
    View those aging lasses
    Through rose-colored glasses
    In nursing homes you will par-tee!

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