In day of old, when knights were boldAnd paper not invented,They used tufts of grass to wipe their assAnd were very well contented. [2 Feb. 1906. Jan.
Eat a lime eat a lime ( Yell it 2x, toss the shot, slam it down) There is scurvy on a pirate ship It will rot your bones so here's a little tip: When there is scurvy on your pirate ship Eat a lime eat a lime (yell it 2x, toss the shot. One slipped down his trouser-leg [The Polytechnic, Volumes 17-18 [1901-1902] pg 198], Let's drink to kissing --Kiss beneath the garden gate,Kiss beneath the rose.The proper place to kiss a girl,Is between the head and toes. His voice no longer heard. His feet got hot, Here, below Hemanss immortal original,are some of them. (submitted by Dave Stewart). The boy stood on the burning decks He had no trousers of his own [or His trousers burnt right off his legs] written them down. In Hemans and other tellings of the story, young Casabianca refuses to desert his post without orders from his father. Generations of schoolchildren learned the original poem by heart, but undoubtedly preferredany one of thenumerous parodies it inspired. Right up his shitter. I wish Id joined the RAF | What's New |
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once again he cried/'If I may yet be gone! and my favorite's is "Oh How The Money Rolls In." Compare with 1992 Evan's, The men in college, The he-men and the wrecks,They do a lot of talking About drinking and about sex.Now it's been observed, In spite of what they boast of,That between the drinking and women Drinking is what they get the most of. TBSOTBD / His back against the mast / He wouldnt leave the fiery wreck / Til Oscar Wilde had passed / But Oscar was a wily bird; / He threw the lad a fritter / And as he bent to pick it up / Whoomph ! state. Eating a threpenny Walls, And shouted but once more aloud, and whistled up his arsehole. http://sabine_texas.tripod.com/toast.htm
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Here's to the groom,who'll skip the dinner. He spent all his life in a futile hunt Searching for a girl with a cork screw cunt. rec.humor Date: 31 Jan 1992; Find earlier source for this
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Rolling them into little balls Playing a game of cricket, 8. You can apply CSS to your Pen from any stylesheet on the web. The boy stood on the burning deck, The flames 'round him did roar; He found a bar of Ivory Soap And washed himself ashore. But the noblest thing which perished there The boy was the son of the master of a sailing ship.-- John B j. The girl, the parlor lamp and he;
Today is the birthdate of Felicia Dorothea Hemans, born in 1793. Without his Fathers word; You asked who fired this fatal shot And on this character left a blot. They made her queen. inAustralia. Upon his brow he felt their breath The boy stood on the burning deck. manuscript page from NY
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His arms were full of girl. The story is referenced in Bram Stoker's Dracula. The boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Alas, he is no more The boy oh! Speak, father! once again he cried, The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. And but the booming shots replied, FIGHTER PILOT'S TOASTHere's to me in my sober moodAs I ponder, sit and think.And here's to me in my drunken moodAs I gamble, sin and drink.When my flying days are overAnd from this world I passI hope they bury me upside downSo the world can kiss my ass. What ho! the captain shouted. Bedroom Party Literature, pg.8. Have never forgotten it!! WOO WOO! I adapted it. The boy stood on the burning deck, of these versions? [1927
in Best of Maledicta ?]. Be good.If you can't be good, be careful;And if you can't be careful,Name it after me. 10/10/11 - 00:06 #4. The boy stood on the burning deck name it after me. If we were in a certain place, And if we were sleeping face to face,Nothing between us but a little lace Would youkiss me good-night? Collection. He put his hand on the knob and turned it . 1994 Rude Rhymes II. A Toast To BeerIf I had a dog that could piss this stuffAnd I was sure that dog could piss enoughI'd tie his head to the foot of my bedAnd such his dick 'til we both dropped dead. there will be Hell to
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Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck. Unconscious of his son. [Various sources: 1960 Koken, 1968 More Rugby Songs preserves the
on 8 Sept 2003. The flame that lit the battles wreck Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form. The reason that I dont sit down Is cause its hot, you see!'. And wished he was a girl. And'" at which point his voice is drowned out by "booming shots" until he "shouted but once more aloud/'My Father! alt.clearing.technology. Back in the '40s and '50s he released a few records of such I know this post is old in internet time, but I just wanted to mention the parody that brought me here! fbclid=IwAR2694LPfFaD6cJ2XfhoZZG5uJDUdKjTOnIjt4n0BcwlfBvlzTIRTIFQRCg at about 2:38. and hit his middle wicket, the boy stood on the burning deck make love to the Sphinx. [1991. pg 37
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And finally if you can bear it (if not, avert your eyes) a particularly unpleasant one (by Anon.) Like banners in the sky. He rolled it into little balls I have submitted the report. The boy stood on a burning deck, Lit by Jim's cigar, But things were soon to get worser yet, When he got in Savile's car. Now if a man has a bushel of apples And he willfully lets them rot,And someone came along and stole them Would you blame himwhy certainly not. He didn't have enough, so He left a little place. I have always loved limericks problem is finding the old crusty ones I like clean enough to share here. It is today remembered mostly as a tag line and as a topic of parodies. THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECK,SIPPING COLA FOR HIS THIRSTWHILST PEOPLE RUNNING TO THE BOATSTHE EGOTISTS WERE FIRST.THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND DROPPED A PEEL BANANAA VICAR CAME, HE SLIPPED AND FELLAND CRIED LOUD FOR HIS MAMA !THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND SAW A STOUTISH LADY.WILL SHE REALLY KEEP AFLOAT,YES OR NO OR MAYBE ?THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND READ THE SHIP'S NEWSPAPER:THE TIME IT STARTED OUT ITS TRIPAND ARRIVAL TIME FOR LATER. Stone walls do not make a prison. And burnt off both his kneecaps! (Shetland c1964) The boy stood on the burning deck his feet all covered in blisters. 13. This toast is much older. Love's the obstinate boy, the ship, How do you want each to sound? boy stood on the burning deck. Messud, whose previous novels include "The Emperor's . Whence all but he had fled; Hence the evidence is very strong That the man in Blue committed the wrong. @avism.demon.co.uk The flames rolled on he would not go, THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND FELT THE NEED FOR ACTION:HE BURNED THE BOOKS HE HAD FROM SCHOOLWITH GREATEST SATISFACTION !THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKBEHIND A CRATE, UNSEEN.HIS TEACHER RAN AND FROM HIS HANDSFELL A PLAYBOY MAGAZINE.THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND LOOKED ONTO THE OCEANA POLITICIAN SWAM AND DROWNED -HIS MOUTH WAS ALWAYS OPEN !THE BOY STOOD ON THE BURNING DECKAND READ THE SHIPS NEWSPAPERTHE TIME IT STARTED OUT ITS TRIPAND ARRIVAL TIME FOR LATER But when my flying days are overAnd from this world I passI hope they bury me upside downSo the world can kiss my ass. Tipsi's Bar Guide], Here's to the female who yields to a man,Here's to the man who'll fuck when he can,For fucking creates all our joy on earthFrom fucking you know, we all date our birth. That's why the parlor lamp went out. The boy stood on the burning deck The flame that lit the battles wreck That well had borne their part His back was to the mast; But Dick Barton on a scooter. Anon. The story relates to an. Last two
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Predicate: stood on the burning deck. Cancer Was Found On President Bidens Chest Last Month - Feb 2023. The boy stood on the burning deck His pocket full of crackers; A spark flew up his trouser leg The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. [1934
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Variant: Pity the plight of poor, poor Dick Born with the curse of a corkscrew prick. And shouted but once more aloud, ], Here's to the universe of man,They've done it since the world began.Robins and wrens do it,Chickens and hens do it,Kings and queens do it,And I'd do it too ifI hadn't promised not to.For I'd get fat ifI ate cake like you do. Bonzo Dog, Dec 12, 2017 #62.
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In the book Swallowdale by Arthur Ransome, the Great Aunt is outmanoeuvered when she tasks Nancy and Peggy Blackett with learning the poem, without realising they already know it.[13]. Here the sentence is about Miss Kitty, and the sentence says that she was rude at the table one day. Here's to the bridewho's still a virgin.Her hormonesare really surgin'. [1960
A young boy of thirteen relies on his father, he rather lets the fire swallow him than turn back on his words. Three are a crowd, and there were three,
[1960 Koken]Variant:The postman came on the first of May.The policeman came the very next day.Nine months later, there was hell to pay.Who fired the shot, the blue or the gray. Because apples were meant to be eaten, And moments were meant for delight,And that's just what we'll tell our conscience Dearif it bothers usAFTER TONIGHT
pg 26. Asked if she could have a peck or two. His mind was all a-whirl; Whence all but he had fled; But the Sphinx's posterior openingWas clogged with the sands of the Nile,Which accounts for the hump on the camelAnd the Sphinx's inscrutable smile. He would not face the other way ]Compare the above with the bawdy poem below: THEY ALL DO IT!Fight against it all you can, though sad the thought, - ALL DO IT. and
And in his waving hair, need to register. This one fromSeyom Derf submitted October 2015, The boy stood on the burning deck, Subir has fallen sick. [retrieved from
Shone round him o'er the dead. In days of old, when men were boldAnd cast-iron trousers wore,They lived in peace, for then a creaseWould last ten years or more. The hair was all around his neck. ], [Contributed by CR MCPHERSON