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Friday 04 March 2022
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Furfling Day


Today's Pope
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Jim

Lent day number: 3 - see http://pooclub.shite.org/pope

The Meaning Of Liff
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BROATS (pl. n.)
A pair of trousers with a career behind them. Broats are most commonly seen on elderly retired army officers. Originally the brats were part of their best suit back in the thirties; then in the fifties they were demonted and used for gardening. Recently pensions not being what they were, the broats have been called out of retirement and reinstated as part of the best suit again.


Poem Of The Day
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Happy Chirping Sparrows
(Kate)

Happy chirping sparrows 
That live up in the trees 
Are at their most peculiar 
When you show to them your knees. 
Usually they're normal, 
They're feathered and they're grey, 
But when you get your knees out 
They'll never fly away. 

They start off chirping madly 
And flapping quite a lot, 
And then they get warmer, 
In fact hot. 
They cook just like a pan of chips 
Until they're nicely done, 
And when you put your knees away 
They die and go to heaven. 

The moral of this story 
Is simple but it's true: 
Don't drink or take drugs mate 
Or you might end up writing shite like this too 
About poo 
And that wouldn't do. 
I'd have to sue. 


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