"Where is Mr Brown?"
Asked the Queen, perturbed.
"He should have been down
by six fifteen." She demurred.
The First Lord, sat
not wanting to be disturbed.
"Primus inter pares! Crap!
I'd swap Darling for his bird."
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"Where is Mr Brown?"
Asked the Queen, perturbed.
"He should have been down
by six fifteen." She demurred.
The First Lord, sat
not wanting to be disturbed.
"Primus inter pares! Crap!
I'd swap Darling for his bird."
Dame Judy Dench,
dug a trench.
And into that,
she poured some tench.
Billy Billy, very silly.
How does you garden grown?
With funny beards and carboard ears,
and wads of cash all in a row.
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