h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

What's frilly, and frothy, and cute?
A pint of Boddies in a ruffled suit
Well, I'll drink to that

What's frilly, and frothy, and cute?
A pint of Boddies in a ruffled suit
Well, I'll drink to that
Whilst I stroke my grey cat.

What's frilly, and frothy, and cute?
A pint of Boddies in a ruffled suit
Well, I'll drink to that
Whilst I stroke my grey cat
And swig G&T like a newt.

.o.o.o.o.o.o.

There's nowt on the telly tonight

There's nowt on the telly tonight.

I'll watch an old film~~alright?!

There's nowt on the telly tonight
I'll watch an old film ~~alright?!
Yup - budge up on the couch

There's nowt on the telly tonight
I'll watch an old film ~~alright?!
Yup - budge up on the couch.
Mind my arm. Mind my~~ouch!

There's nowt on the telly tonight
I'll watch an old film~~alright?!
Yup - budge up on the couch
Mind my arm. Mind my~~ouch!
Where's the remote? T'picture's too bright.


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Right, feet up, wine opened, I'm ready

Right, feet up, wine opened, I'm ready
I'll pour if you hold your glass steady

Right, feet up, wine opened, I'm ready
I'll pour if you hold your glass steady
What film are we watching?

Had to make a minor alteration to your last, jane. Couldn't get a rhyme any other way


Right, feet up, wine opened, I'm ready
I'll pour if you hold your glass steady
What film are we watchin'?
It's got someone Scotch in

And I shall make a slight alteration to your new line, Thutmose!!


Right, feet up, wine opened, I'm ready!

I'll pour if you hold your glass steady.

What film are we watchin'?

It's got a young Scot in.

I know him! His first name is Freddy.
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There was a young artist from Rye.

Hiya Pol,


There was a young artist from Rye.
Whose visage made all the girls sigh

Hello Gorgeous.


There was a young artist from Rye.
Whose visage made all the girls sigh.
His body--so lithe

You've been peeking again Pol, naughty naughty!

There was a young artist from Rye.
Whose visage made all the girls sigh.
His body--so lithe
Had them feeling so blithe

There was a young artist from Rye
Whose visage made all the girls sigh
His body--so lithe
Had them feeling so blithe
They called out as one - "What a guy!"



As he sat as his easel to paint

As he sat at his easel to paint
His model began to feel faint

Hallo again, folks

As he sat at his easel to paint
His model began to feel faint
He rushed to her side

C'mon guys - where are you?

And the thread in Mornington Crescent has been shut down. Silly sods (hosts I mean)

I've sort of started another one there - need your support.

jx

As he sat at his easel to paint
His model began to feel faint
He rushed to her side
Too late! She had died


[How many Limerick threads do we need, Jane? AHL started two Classical threads, one of which is still in its infancy. ]

Where?

As he sat at his easel to paint
His model began to feel faint
He rushed to her side
Too tale! She had died
Which proves you can't be what you ain't


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How many Lim'rick threads do we need?