Flour? I thought I'd use my wheat and ryes to the occasion with a few puns, but I could barley manage a few corny ones
The sacking of the catting was through the flourOld Tom Burrows hated catsA life truly dourHis powder was good but his baking was lateHis flint made the sparkThere was no mistakeExcept for the floor dust, sparkling in the airAnd coating Tom's beingHis face and his hairThe following explosion laid everything flatThe only thing missedwas the escaping fast catWhen asked in later days 'How many loaves do you make ?'For some reason Tom always said'Loaves ? Just the eight'.
Flour power.
Post a Comment
3 comments:
Flour?
I thought I'd use my wheat and ryes to the occasion with a few puns, but I could barley manage a few corny ones
The sacking of the catting was through the flour
Old Tom Burrows hated cats
A life truly dour
His powder was good but his baking was late
His flint made the spark
There was no mistake
Except for the floor dust, sparkling in the air
And coating Tom's being
His face and his hair
The following explosion laid everything flat
The only thing missed
was the escaping fast cat
When asked in later days 'How many loaves do you make ?'
For some reason Tom always said
'Loaves ? Just the eight'.
Flour power.
Post a Comment