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Mr
& Mrs Twee,
Were
told by their GP,
That
more exercise was an order,
To
aid with their arthritis disorder!
So
the Twee's invested in a bike,
A
tandem if you please,
One
foot in the grave on a hike,
The
Twee's were now the bee's knee's!
Along
a busy country road, went the tandem
Twee's,
Holding
up the traffic, all beeping, beep beep
beep,
Only
serving to make road users very angry,
And
with trouble looming deep!
For
along came a naughty lad,
With
some fun in mind,
Armed
and with water pistol clad,
Squrting
them up their bum's from behind!
Now
it looked as if the Twee's,
Had
had accidental pee's,
Sporting
humiliating wet patches two,
Dear
what were they going to do?!
The
angry Twee's dismounted their bikes,
To
voice their ire at the lad,
But
he was not deterred and yikes,
He
continued to water pistol like mad!
Now
the Twee's were standing soaked,
In
dripping wet shell suits,
Whilst
juvenile bystanders laughted and poked,
Shouting
comments and stamping their boots!
The
Twee's commenced to telling them off,
Gee
did they all stand and scoff,
And
they only further encourged them all,
Toward
a war-riden brawl!
The
naughty lad multiplied,
As
did the biking bother,
One
pelted them with loads of eggs,
He
was out buying for his mother!
Another
lad tied up their shoe laces,
So
that they were tied together,
The
goading them into some chases,
Seeing
them fall in a heap a tether!
The
Twee's now covered in egg and soaking
wet,
Thought
fitness rides, were much to their regret,
Aided
by more mischief from the naughty lads,
Who
added to their misery telling their
approaching Dads...
That
the Twee's had tried to nick their eggs,
For
just trying to have some fun,
This
caused a lads father to relieve them
of their legs,
By
shoving the Twee's back to the ground
with a left hook of one!
The
Twee's in their defense cried out,
"We
are the victims here"!
But
the angry father minues eggs for tea,
did shout,
"You
are on a 'bum' steer"!
With
that the dad and his lad,
Decided
to teach the Twee's a lesson,
And
between them all they got proper mad,
Turned
them into a walking delicatessen!
Pelting
with mud cakes and fruit off nearby
trees,
The
non-stop pelting hit the Twee's,
Who
frantically tried to take off, their
tied up shoes,
In
a bit to scarper, amidst a hail of boo's!
The
Twee's wound up in a ditch so deep,
Imbedded
knee high in some mud,
Until
a passing police van stopped just to
have a peep,
They
fished out the muddy Twee's as best
they could!
"What's
going on here then",
Asked
the curious police men,
The
lads and their father said the Twee's
had nicked,
The
eggs bought for their tea, so starting
the conflict.
The
police took away the Twee's now in such
a mess,
Hardly
looking clean and nice in muddy dress,
As
they appeared before the magistrates
the following day,
Where
they received an order not to cause
yet another afray!
Mud
clad and 'egg' faced, the Twee's left
court,
No
more health rides for the Twee's
So
much for getting fit and taking up a
sport,
Perhaps
now better sticking, to arthritic legs
and knee's
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Copyright:
Kazytc 2008
By
Kazytc
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