Cor, Love A Duck. And Also Lawks-a-mercy.

Love Is A Many Trousered Thing.

As We Drew Near To The Gates Of Dother Hall The Old Bell In The Belfry Rang Out. I Said, 'i Must Go In, It's Nigh On Ten Of The Clock.' He Half-turned Away From Me, His Jacket Collar Hiding His Expression. Was He Angry? Disappointed?" Jo Looked Intently And I Said, "hungry?" Jo Ignored Me, But As She Passed By Acting Out Walking Away From Phil, She Allowed Her Hand To Slap Against My Head.

Jas, Whatever Tom Has Under His Trousers Is Between You And Him.

What If You Were Really Meant To Be With Someone? But You Kept Messing About And Having The Horn And So On And You Lost Them.

I Am Exhausted By Trying To Get Along With The Lord.