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"Can I borrow your
scales?" I asked the pangolin.
"Wow, I've lost 3 pounds!"...
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(17 Syllables)
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Pangolins always know how much they weigh -
they never go anywhere without their scales...
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I've heard of 'fender benders', but Harry Maguire's
drinking antics have introduced me to another
phrase: 'defender benders'. Not sure if forwards
are allowed to join in!...
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Tell you what, why not give all those snowflakes
who get offended by full stops a semicolonoscopy?
That'll teach 'em!...
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Has it blown over yet?...
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Someone should have told dim-witted Education
Secretary Gavin Williamson that checking whether
the coast is clear doesn't necessitate a trip to the
seaside!...
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A bar in Mykonos with its own helipad? It's what
the rich do, right? They don't just swim. They
helipaddle... (Beware benders in the 'Jewel in the
Aegean', Harry - from opals to no pals in the blink of an eye)
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Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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