Calling Toronto... I need Branston Pickle
#61
Re: Calling Toronto... I need Branston Pickle
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Waaa waaaa I'm a Brit and I miss Marmite, the cheese is to expensive and I can't find decent jelly babies anywhere. The eggs are a funny colour and they put funny stuff in the baked beans.
It's a big wide world out there, there's more to it than Angel Delight and Bisto.
Waaa waaaa I'm a Brit and I miss Marmite, the cheese is to expensive and I can't find decent jelly babies anywhere. The eggs are a funny colour and they put funny stuff in the baked beans.
It's a big wide world out there, there's more to it than Angel Delight and Bisto.
#62
Re: Calling Toronto... I need Branston Pickle
What kind of cheese is not available to you?
#63
Joined: Oct 2004
Posts: 7,715
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A Poem by James McIntyre - The Chaucer of Cheese: Canada's Worst Poet
Ode on the Mammoth Cheese
(Weight over seven thousand pounds.)
We have seen thee, queen of cheese,
Lying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze,
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.
All gaily dressed soon you'll go
To the great Provincial show,
To be admired by many a beau
In the city of Toronto.
Cows numerous as a swarm of bees,
Or as the leaves upon the trees,
It did require to make thee please.
And stand unrivalled, queen of cheese.
May you not receive a scar as
We have heard that Mr. Harris
Intends to to send you off as far as
The great world's show at Paris.
Of the youth beware of these,
For some of them might rudely squeeze
And bite your cheek, then songs or glees
We could not sing, oh! queen of cheese.
We'rt thou suspended from balloon,
You'd cast a shade even at noon,
Folks would think it was the moon
About to fall and crush them soon.
#64
Re: Calling Toronto... I need Branston Pickle
That is a bad poem!
In the UK we had a really really bad poet called Pam Ayres, who my Mum and Dad thought was the funniest thing ever <flashbacks to 1980s Saturday night TV cringe>
A typical Ayres poem will usually take the form of:-
So she bent over in the grass
and the buttercups went right up her .....drawn out pause.... nose
She'd be funnier if she delivered the killer line complete with swearing, but no
In the UK we had a really really bad poet called Pam Ayres, who my Mum and Dad thought was the funniest thing ever <flashbacks to 1980s Saturday night TV cringe>
A typical Ayres poem will usually take the form of:-
So she bent over in the grass
and the buttercups went right up her .....drawn out pause.... nose
She'd be funnier if she delivered the killer line complete with swearing, but no
#65
Re: Calling Toronto... I need Branston Pickle
That is a bad poem!
In the UK we had a really really bad poet called Pam Ayres, who my Mum and Dad thought was the funniest thing ever <flashbacks to 1980s Saturday night TV cringe>
A typical Ayres poem will usually take the form of:-
So she bent over in the grass
and the buttercups went right up her .....drawn out pause.... nose
She'd be funnier if she delivered the killer line complete with swearing, but no
In the UK we had a really really bad poet called Pam Ayres, who my Mum and Dad thought was the funniest thing ever <flashbacks to 1980s Saturday night TV cringe>
A typical Ayres poem will usually take the form of:-
So she bent over in the grass
and the buttercups went right up her .....drawn out pause.... nose
She'd be funnier if she delivered the killer line complete with swearing, but no
#66
Cynically amused.
Joined: Oct 2002
Location: BC
Posts: 3,648
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