|"smoke me a kipper"
said "jack the ripper"
and some say "what a guy"
an all a quiver slice of liver . . . . but if only pigs could fry
as the swills-on-tills on the sham-ham hills
where the bunny sometimes hops
but the camden clown saw the open gown of lollitatrollipops
so a romp in rome with the laughing gnome ??
these days you can,t be sure
get the apes with grapes and the "90" tapes
and that oh so creaky door
|spare the spliff .... said emma smith
but jack would only nod
easter monday,s been and gone . . . the fleeting feet of plod
but chicky gang rang as the nightingale sang . . . . the buzzer just said "pat"
"the outrage occurred" as the pussycat purred and "ivan" stroked his cat
and the "fairy fay" well he just ran away . . . .like a big black swan in tights
the "devle" kissed his "mikerscope" on hot arabian nights ??
like the pontious prose when your down amongst ho,s . . . "repent of ye in god"
but spare the spliff ..... said emma smith
and jack would only nod
take a "day tripper" with "the ripper"
we all know who sharpened the knife
the queen of broadmoor rides his "piggy-me-phwoar"
it,s time now for "this is your life"
cause up the back alley with sypyllis sally
the poofter,s all hammy as how
"tis footsteps in clover" . . . "they think it,s all over"
and maybe it really "is now" ???