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Won't let me be Lord Admiral!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Grrrr!!!

How about Lord Chancellor? He had a nightmare.

Todd Rundgren - Sillyness almost Clessian. Lyrics, no video.

Love unrequited, robs me of me rest,
Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers,
Love, nightmare like, lies heavy of me chest,
And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers.

When youre lying awake with a dismal headache and
Repose is tabood by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you choose to
Indulge in, without impropriety;
For your brain is on fire, the bed-clothes conspire of
Usual slumber to plunder you:
First your counter-pane goes, and uncovers your toes,
And your sheet slips demurely from under you;
Then the blanketing tickles, you feel like mixed
Pickles, so terribly sharp is the pricking,
And youre hot and youre cross, and you tumble and
Toss til theres nothing twixt you and the
Ticking.
Then the bed-clothes all creep to the ground in a heap
And you pick em all up in a tangle;
Next your pillow resigns and politely declines to
Remain at its usual angle!
Well, you get some repose in the form of a dose, with
Hot eye-balls and head ever aching,
But your slumbering teems with such horrible dreams
That youd very much better be waking;
For you dream you are crossing the channel, and
Tossing about in a steamer from harwich,
Which is something between a large bathing machine and
A very small second class carriage,
And youre giving a treat (penny ice and cold meat) to
A party of friends and relations,
Theyre a ravenous horde, and they all come on board
At sloane square and south kensington stations.
And bound on that journey you find your attorney
(who started this morning from devon);
Hes a bit undersizd and you dont feel surprisd
When he tells you hes only eleven.
Well youre driving like mad with this singular lad
(by the bye the ships now a four wheeler),
And youre playing round games, and he calls you bad
Names when you tell him that ties pay the dealer;
But this you cant stand so you throw up your hand,
And you find youre as cold as an icicle;
In your shirt and your socks (the black silk with gold
Clocks) crossing salsbury plain on a bicycle:
And he and the crew are on bicycles too, which theyve
Somehow or other invested in,
And hes telling the tars all the particulars of a
Company hes interested in;
Its a scheme of devices, to get at low prices, all
Good from cough mixtures to cables
(which tickled the sailors), by treating retailers as
Though they were all vegetables;
You get a good spadesman to plant a small tradesman
(first take off his boots with a boot tree),
And his legs will take root, and his fingers will
Shoot, and theyll blossom and bud like a fruit
Tree;
From the green grocer tree you get grapes and green
Pea, cauliflower, pine apple and cranberries,
While the pastry cook plant cherry brandy will grant,
Apple puffs, and three corners, and banburys;
The shares are a penny and ever so many are taken by
Rothschild and baring,
And just as a few are allotted to you, you awake
And with a shudder despairing
Youre a regular wreck, with a crick in your neck, and
No wonder you snore, for your heads on the floor
And youve needles and pins from your soles to your
Shins, and your flesh is acreep, for your left legs
Asleep,
And youve cramp in your toes, and a fly on your nose,
And some fluff in your lung, and a feverish tongue,
And a thirst thats intense,
And a general sense that you havent been sleeping in
Clover;
But the darkness has passd, and its daylight at
Last, and the night has been long, ditto, ditto my
Song,
And thank goodness theyre both of them over!

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• 3 years, 8 months ago
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Looks like the only place I will be able to be Lord Admiral is playing with my boats in the bathtub.

Up Periscope!

Rutland! (The second star on the right past Pepperland and then straight to the morning light!)

• 3 years, 8 months ago
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- - - she's a goer, likes it!

Tanks

Myanmar!

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