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I'm sorry about your sore snake.
Try wrappingg it in some raw steak.
It worked well on mine
When I swung on a vine,
And fell on an old garden rake.
--- David Miller

So, just what is wrong with us Aussies?
(Apart from our snakes, bugs, and mossies)
It's never a crime
In our wonderful clime
To pack jewels in weenier cossies. (bathing suits)
--- Mystelle

We slather our bods with whatever,
To guard us against our fair weather.
And rightly or no,
Unhumbly we go
To the beach or the creek or whatever.
--- Mystelle

Then it's off to the pub for a tall 'un,
A shortie, a roundle or small 'un.
A meat pie and beer,
Some chicks and no fear;
Mates, it's Oz, it's all here for the trawlin'.
--- Mystelle

Fair Alderney, island of Channel!
Your name graces many an annal.
Though I see also now
It refers to a cow...
Tell me, who was on that naming panel?
--- Rory Ewins Q

The Anglophile smitten with Britain,
The lion become now a kitten,
Must ask when he sees
Its purr-formance at teas,
Was it really worth wasting one's wit on?
--- Laurence Perrine P8605

If Bath Spa is your destination,
Then throughout your whole visitation,
The end of the line
Of each bloody sign,
Will remind you about your location.
--- Graham

"Though the language of England sounds funny
To non-natives," observed Mr. Tunny,
"It is more widely used,
Understood, and abused
Than any known tongue -- except money."
--- A N Wilkins P8605

A young Malayan from Singapore
Found his life was one very big bore.
He arrived in the U.K.
Was told that he could not stay;
The way back was shut tight like a door.
--- Arthur Pattaffy

Ah, Clacton. Yes, Clacton-on-Sea;
The resort during summer to be.
It's devoid of all birds
On account of the turds,
And the oil-slicks; all of it's free!
--- Anon

Clapham Common's a good place to be
For sex, drugs, and perversions, you see.
But a former Welsh Minister
Could see nothing sinister,
In a nice invitation to tea.

(sans cups - Ronny Graham)
--- Prof M-G

There was a young lady of Dover
Who was thought to be living in clover.
But she said, with big sniffs,
"You can keep those white cliffs,
When it's windy, I'm nearly blown over."
--- Mary Danby Armada 1

A gullible schoolgirl from Colney,
Bought a walkman she thought was a Sony.
But when it went broke,
She thought it no joke,
And exclaimed, I've been caught with a phoney!

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

There was a young lad named Trelawny,
As he grew up, he found this name corny.
He was no Cornish hero,
In fact he's a zero.
He was tall, he was thin and quite scrawny.
--- Arthur Pattaffy Q

In Cornwall there's a town that's called Looe;
The residents don't know what to do.
As the press, to their shame,
Oft makes fun of their name.
If it doesn't stop shortly, they'll sue!
--- Arthur Pattaffy

Hello there! What Ho! And By Jove!
Lord Peter your genial cove!
Endearing, or what?
Passing through as I trot
To my country estate north of Hove.
--- Peter Wilkins

Brittania, not given to tippling,
Ruled everywhere water was rippling.
The Queen of the seas,
She governed with ease,
Especially while coupling with Kipling.
--- Laurence Perrine P8605

I've heard of those girlies from Dagenham,
'Cause gossips have tongues, and they're waggin' 'em,
In any town park,
In daylight or dark,
You'll find Essex fellers a-shaggin' 'em.
--- Anon

And eccentric old fellow named Bill
Lived in a cottage in Dill.
He dried all his socks
On the green window box,
And his underwear out on the sill.
--- Limerick John

Now Diss, with the fairest compares, sir;
It has one of the finest of Meres, sir.
A remarkable town
And a place of renown,
Which as you approach, Diss appears, sir.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

Us boys who come from East Anglia
Are hard and stiff and angular.
So it's no surprise
When the girls spread their thighs,
That they're handy and bandy and randier.
--- Anon

A very smart lady from Rye
Had an accent that gave her awye.
She said she was posh,
Which they all knew was bosh.
She came from East Ham, so they sye.
--- Michael Palin

There once was a village called Eccles,
That cost Norfolk thousands of sheckles,
To prevent the coast failing
But all unavailing,
As the sea advanced slowly on Beccles.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

To England for your next affair;
No language-type barriers there.
In cock versus cunt,
You'll both know up front
The Who Why What How and the Where.
--- Irving Superior P9407

The ETB, ain't they some schmucks?
They're hoping for big Yankee bucks.
Enlisting Slick Willy;
Now ain't that just silly?
The message must be "England Sucks!"

(ETB - English Tourist Board)
--- Tiddy Ogg

The English for sure are a pain
In the neck -- you know what I'm sayin'?
They are really a pest
When the wind is due west;
They dump in the lowlands their rain.
--- Anon

As Christians, they're passably meek
With an English conservative streak.
Not forgetting the odds,
They revere pagan gods,
In the names of the days of the week.
--- A N Wilkins P8605

There lives in the city of Beenleigh
A lady whose eye is seen cleanly,
Lurking about
In a glassfull of stout,
In which it was placed somewhat meanly.
--- Mystelle

Cane distillers in Beenleigh are glum;
All citizens agree it is dumb;
To take an eye out
And dunk it in stout....
They of course would drop theirs into rum.
--- David Miller

If Wessex of Sussex had sex
With the middle sex Essex suspects,
Well, sex makes the British
Remarkably skittish.
They'd fake it with special effects.
--- Dennis Hammes

From what I can see of the Brits,
They seem mostly to be half-wits.
Their press is a joke,
The food makes you choke,
And it gives you the runny squits.
--- AJA

If it's off to the south you go vench-
Uring, lustily seeking a wench,
You'll be pleased as punch
With the looks of that bunch --
'Cause their foremothers used to be French!
--- John Miller

Horrors! I'm now all agog;
I'll have to drink lots of strong grog
Before I go clench
With a South-England wench --
I'm loath to be kissing a Frog!
--- HMMWV

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It's true that in this part at least,
The Normans came in from the east,
Along with their habits
Of screwing like rabbits,
A custom which still hasn't ceased.
--- Tiddy Ogg

It seems to be Britain's hard fate
To pound on in endless debate;
Although she was willing
To dispense with the shilling,
She hasn't denounced her old weight.
--- Bill Backe-Hansen P9206

The sweet little girlies of Gloss (Gloucestershire)
Are happy to give you a toss;
The girlies of Salop (Shropshire)
Although they may gallop,
Prefer to be riding a hoss.
--- Peter Wilkins

You British are fucking obscene,
Arrogant, stuffy, and mean,
Knowing nothing about
Our ways, so butt out.
Thank you and God Screw the Queen!
--- John Miller

King George once again rules the West
And dammit, we Brits are depressed.
But don't be a dud;
We're still of one blood,
So screwing the Queen is incest.
--- SFA

I don't know where you get your reports;
I think you should eat your own shorts.
The reason we care
Is it might boost cunt Blair,
And we'd rather rip out his supports.
--- Tiddy Ogg

There was an old tramp of the Wash,
Who tried to be terribly posh.
If you asked him for tea,
He'd say, "'Hem, pardon me,
But I say, ain't this really good nosh!"
--- Mary Danby - 2nd Armada

There once was a fellow named Gideon
Who live on the Greenwich Meridian.
Inter-hemisphere travel
Makes others unravel,
But for him it is strictly quotidian.
--- Graham

There was a schoolmaster from Gresham,
Used to catch naughty boys and them thrash 'em,
Till a burly sixth-former
Tied him up in a corner,
And threatened to nastily bash 'em.
--- Anon

Been working in Hampshire today;
That's somewhere down Tiddy Ogg's say.
The girls you can keep
But, by crikey, the sheep
Cause me terrible trouser affray.
--- Peter Wilkins

A buglar called Robert from Hautbois, (Hobbis)
Robbing rich houses his job is.
Through windows he wangles
At impossible angles;
Yes, a rubbery robber our Bob is.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

At the pill-making factory of Hellesdon,
You can never find out how the smell is done;
I've tried hard and long
To unravel that pong,
But I never found out how the Hell it's done.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

A careful young fisherman of Holkham
Used to catch lost of herring and smoke 'em.
In his great big fish shed,
To make sure they were dead,
He'd take a sharp stick and he'd poke 'em.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

Some people from Holme took the train
And stole some stones from Salisbury Plain.
To get their revenge
For the theft of Woodhenge,
And to give them a circle again.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

There was a young welder called Graham
Who received a call from Potter Heigham.
Or it might be that I am
Wrong and it's Heigham;
I really don't know how to say 'em.

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

Although we British may not be tough,
Our ways are civilised, not rough.
But WE INVENTED CRICKET;
SHOVE THAT UP YOUR WICKET;
Tea and jam for tea, I've not had enough.
--- Peter Morgan

There was a young lady of station;
"I love man" was her exclamation.
But when men cried, "You flatter!"
She replied, "Oh no matter!
'Isle of Man' is the explanation."
--- Lewis Carrol

The smooth-hound's a small type of shark,
That's found 'round the coastline of Sark.
Its name's rather quaint,
But a dogfish it ain't,
And its bite is much worse than its bark.
--- Tiddy Ogg

We've heard of the Isle of Sark;
Its history is a tad dark.
Their odd banking laws
Contained an odd clause,
Which let you start one for a lark.
--- Tomea

There was a young girl from Uttoxeter
Who'd rather you kicked or threw rocks at her,
Than make her the source
Of ideas for coarse
Comps set by some low-minded Jock setter.
--- R D Condon P9212

Ah, England! what glories are thine!
The greatest -- your language, and mine --
Of Shakespeare the voice,
Keats, Swift, and re-Joyce!
The language of Laurence Perrine.
--- LP = conceited shit P8605

John could tell folks his dick's looking wan;
He has it out for a bit of tan.
But it is the size
That he could disguise
Himself as a three-legged man.

(Isle of Man uses three legs on coat of arms)
--- James

My ancestors maybe were Saxon,
Who wooed all the Celts with their macs on,
Down Dorsetshire way,
Which accounts for the way
That I speak in a West-Country accen'.
--- Peter Wilkins

The Brussels edict magesterial
Said, "Your measures are not immaterial."
Now England must try
A regular guy,
Whose buyers preferred weights imperial.
--- Dr Limerick

The counties in England, I muse,
Were named to invaders confuse.
"Middlesex" makes one wonder
What treasure to plunder --
Even a Viking'd refuse.
--- Anon

A curious bird is the gull,
Which lives on the isle of Mull
Just on a hunch,
It flew out to lunch,
On some fish in faraway Hull.
--- Anon

Surveying her brood, Mrs Mouse
Said, "We have outgrown this small house.
We could easily fill a
Luxurious villa
In Catton or Hellesdon or Trouse."

(areas around Norfolk)
--- Anon

The Guardian and the Observer
Supply Britain's liberal fervor.
The Telegraph, Times,
Echo old Tory chimes,
And the Sun is the day's pin-up server!
--- Prof M-G

In Hereford, Hertford, and Hampshire,
It's been both a windy and damp year.
If you have the bent
To live in a tent,
Then folks, I suggest you don't camp here.
--- Tiddy Ogg

If you live in a borough like Harrow,
Then your fauna is a house sparrow.
To meet a crocodile
You must move to the Nile.
For this purpose just follow this arrow =>.
--- Meskhi P0900

Some Brits take a great pride in the act
Of speech, showing what Yanks always lacked.
But as an adjunctive,
They eschew the subjunctive,
So state nothing contrary to fact.
--- Loren Fitzhugh P0306

I once took a trip down to Dorking;
While bottles of wine were uncorking.
I looked for some Jane
For sport, but in vane.
As usual the sheep got a porking.
--- Tiddy Ogg

I thunk that you Brits talk good English,
But I sees dat yer grammer's stinking-lish.
Ya ain't got no clue
'Bout how ya can glue
Dem words on da page! Disgusting-lish!
--- Anon


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