Exploding trousers do nothing for your posture
or
Oh dear! I think that my spaceship is a
receptacle for keeping preserved fruit in

As the putrid purple fish did drop,
The jam jar sank to earth,
And Fred the singing plastic gnome,
Said "Oh! This isn't Perth!!"

"There were no flying garden sheds,
Or orange kitchen sinks,
In fact I can't remember that,
My jam jar was bright pink!"

"You stupid gub," said dismal Dunc,
"Thats not pink, thats magnolia!
And this is not a thriving town,
We are in Outer Mongolia!"

"No we are not, you mangy meat!"
Said PK as he stood,
Before a man with a frying pan,
A shotgun and a hood.

"Ha Haa Ha Ha Haa Ha Haa Haa Haaa,
Ha Haa Ha Haa Ha Haaa,
Ha Haa Ha Haa Ha Haa Ha Haaa,
Ha Haaaa Ha Haa Ha Haaaaaaaah!"

"Ha Haaa Ha Ha Ha Haa Ha Haaa,
Ha Har Har Har Har Har,
Ha Haa Hoo Hoo Ha Ha Hi Haa,
Ha Haa Ha Haa Haa Haa!"

"Hi Hi Hi Ha Hi Ho Ho Ho,
Hi Haa Hi Haaa Hi Hee,
Ha Haa Ha Haa Ha Haa Haa Ha,
Ha Hi Ho Ha Ho Heeee!"

"I don't get it?" said the Sausage Man.

"Deary deary me!" he said,
And clubbed Dunc to the ground,
You've landed on my little home,
And killed my favourite hound!"

"Who are you?" nobody said,
As he climbed down from a tree,
"I'm Harold, the great blue whale breeder"
Said all the conscious three.

"Why say that?" quizzed Fred the Gnome,
Who had not changed a bit,
"Say what?" groaned groggy Sausage Jam,
And recieved another hit.

"Leave it out you hooded Beast,
As I am warning you,
You have a pan, but you could not stand,
The charging of a gnu."

"I could say, upon this day,
A long long time ago,
That a walking stick with his pet brick,
Was married to a hoe."


"Enough of these foul quirksome quotes,
Please tell us of our quest!"
Pleaded PK as a green topaz,
Rose up from its fish nest.

"Hollow Sludge!" screamed Skull of Death,
And ate it with a gulp,
Whilst meanwhile on a nearby moon,
PFF turned to pulp.

"My dear friends, what can I say?
Your quest is simple this!
Cough Cough Splutter Oink Cough Splutter
Oh dear! I seem to have been poisoned!
Aaagh!"

"Typical, bloody typical" said Dunc,
to some twelve foot one legged bees.
"In fact its nearly as typical as,
Bloody Bloody Cheese!"

"Bloody Bloody!" quipped Furry Fred,
Who was infact quite bald,
"Yes!" said a rainbow flavoured shoe,
Who thought he had been called.

"Jock's the name, and you must go,
To a desert that is half rusted"
And with that he rolled into a hole,
And spontaneously boulder combusted.

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