A flea and a fly in a flue,
Were imprisoned; now what could they do?
Said the fly, “Let us flee.”
“Let us fly,” said the flea,
And they flew through a flaw in the flue.
There once was a lady from Ryde
Who ate some green apples and died.
The apples fermented
Inside the lamented
And made cider inside her insides.
A tutor who tooted a flute,
Tried to tutor two tooters to toot.
Said the two to the tutor,
“Is it harder to toot, or
To tutor two tooters to toot?”
There once was a man from Peru
Whose limericks stopped at line two.
[nobody claimed they were good enough to repeat]
Dr Bob Griffin
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”