Now Heather Warooa from north QLD hails
with his sovereigns? Their cane toads he does wails
So take no notice of that northerner don’t you see
Now if you wish upon a star be a fairy which you are
Crown and scepters, cloaks and things
Look here old girl you’ve got wings
Colour my world
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Re: Colour my world
Heather, you poor thing all that excess dampness has caused fungus to break out on your face
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Neville
" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.
" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.
Re: Colour my world
Oh, I know, I know....
Can't show you the "other" photos Neville....he he
What girls will do when girls are naughty....! (Just a little Marty)
Can't show you the "other" photos Neville....he he
What girls will do when girls are naughty....! (Just a little Marty)
Re: Colour my world
She was a naughty sorta fairy though hairy as could be
she wouldn’t sit on Santa’s knee, his hairy chin you see
she’d not sit on Santa’s knee incase his tickling got too rough
she loved that hairy fella, twas her old man dressed in red
So she and he used Gillette, before they went to bed
and her daughter used to say, mommy why don't you shave like daddy does
BW
she wouldn’t sit on Santa’s knee, his hairy chin you see
she’d not sit on Santa’s knee incase his tickling got too rough
she loved that hairy fella, twas her old man dressed in red
So she and he used Gillette, before they went to bed
and her daughter used to say, mommy why don't you shave like daddy does
BW