A prayer for cyclops

#1
GORDON BROWN IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WORK.
HE LEADETH ME BESIDE THE STILL FACTORIES.
HE RESTORETH MY FAITH IN THE BRITISH NATIONAL PARTY.
HE GUIDETH ME IN THE PATH OF UNEMPLOYMENT.
YEA, THOUGH I WAIT FOR MY DOLE,
I OWN THE BANK THAT REFUSES ME.
BROWN HAS ANNOINTED MY INCOME WITH TAXES,
MY EXPENSES RUNNETH OVER MY INCOME,
SURELY, POVERTY AND HARD LIVING WILL FOLLOW ME ALL THE
DAYS OF HIS TERM.
FROM HENCE FORTH WE WILL LIVE ALL THE DAYS
OF OUR LIVES IN A RENTED HOME WITH AN OVERSEAS LANDLORD.
I AM GLAD I AM BRITISH,
I AM GLAD I AM FREE.
BUT I WISH I WERE A DOG
AND BROWN WAS A TREE.

Yes, it's a cut and paste, but I thought it was quite good :D
 

Biped

LE
Book Reviewer
#2
I'm impressed. That's rather good.
 
#3
Maybe someone can start a thread about what they would do if cyclops was a tree.

Turn him into matchsticks and make a model of Maggie out of them. :twisted:
 

chimera

LE
Moderator
#4
A PRAYER FOR G BROWN #2

Gordon - you make me want to puke
Please F*ck Off


Chimera
 
#5


Dear God, thou art a merciful God. I pray that thou willeth ensureth that the fat, oneth eyed Scottish wankereth, not only receiveth the message, but that thou do guideth the thieving scumbageth wakereth - so the he miseth not.

For ever and ever Hareem.

All together now....

He who would valiant be, shoot the Jock bastard.
Let him in constancy, eat my arrse custard.
There's no discouragement, shall make them once relent.
Their first avowed intent - to steel your taxes.

Who so beset him round - shoot the Jock bastard.
But do themselves all round, steel from the needy.
No foes shall stay his might, though they will payment fight.
They will make greed their right and fuck the needy.

Since Lord though dost defend, us with they spirit.
We know they at they end, will still inherit.
A fucking large pay rise, to cover what they lose.
Even though all of us, know not what they all do?
 

BuggerAll

LE
Kit Reviewer
Book Reviewer
#6
lcp_jones said:


Dear God, thou art a merciful God. I pray that thou willeth ensureth that the fat, oneth eyed Scottish wankereth, not only receiveth the message, but that thou do guideth the thieving scumbageth wakereth - so the he miseth not.

For ever and ever Hareem.

All together now....

He who would valiant be, shoot the Jock bastard.
Let him in constancy, eat my arrse custard.
There's no discouragement, shall make them once relent.
Their first avowed intent - to steel your taxes.

Who so beset him round - shoot the Jock bastard.
But do themselves all round, steel from the needy.
No foes shall stay his might, though they will payment fight.
They will make greed their right and fuck the needy.

Since Lord though dost defend, us with they spirit.
We know they at they end, will still inherit.
A fucking large pay rise, to cover what they lose.
Even though all of us, know not what they all do?
You're taking a risk - what happens if you miss the fukcer with the 1st round or its only flesh wound. Need more rounds for the sake of all of us.
 

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