Think the chaps at the outside are having fun |
Boatman I travel east with and find most uncongenial |
Remitted the said money |
Nearly all lost a pound - the majority |
We do pack in a box and secure firmly |
With a stick, running in, set on the Chinese |
Cannot possibly accommodate a child - not I |
Once the diet's worked, no longer is |
In brief, muted, weird cries |
Photographed with a drink |
The only summer hat left - it's a bit much |
Amusing or otherwise, he has a lot to learn |
Slip out of the building |
Trim the tree |
In lodgings, set about compiling the resumes |
Working out, as one mooches in to call |
Daubed it on, being drunk |
Clearly frightened, has played the card |
Detecting and putting on record |
Said you incline towards the right |
Taking ill again with flu, sent off |
Do they keep rooms cool and bright? |
Killing, you gather, to exterminate the race |
Witches were once such a topic |
Is such a story on radio enjoyed by the cultured? |
In one's element when there's a party |
A bit, or piece, on the president |
Claim there's strife |
In turn, agree evil still existed |
Puts back curbs all round, you say |
Sending back, with "Love from Spain," a bouquet |
But so ludicrously English it's stupid |
Almost cried going back to the seat |
Where the race ends and it's back to the stable immediately |
It's loud, OK, and gives you a shock? |
Where we just holidayed? Anything would be better! |
Doing great - taking a break |
Single again, but with great animosity |
Truly bothered about the information, needing to act fast |
Wet on the day, thought the water isn't settling |
Have us turn against and see off the Africans |
On return, is not changing one's ideas |
Gather the animal on the inside is the dam |
A blow to the heart would nauseate |