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Ab Carols - Day 4
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A little late in posting to day a Christmas get-together intervening.
For those of of you who may have missed the preceding one and wish to follow the thread, then start with yesterday....
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Three carols today for you as nAB umbers grow
The third carol today has come off the printers in the last 24 hours, courtesy of Ann, almost a challenge for me to better some Beeb version of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" - that was, apparently, painful. This may even be worse.
Happy Christmas to all ABers involved in today's offerings and don't worry, I will nail most of you at some point, if you haven't been posted and pasted already.
Carol 7
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
Take a ilovemarkb and iluvspikey and once again
With dannyk canes and thewinner silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like a Kromovaracun Christmas
Notafish but Toes Toys in ev'ry store
But the prettiest sight to see is the Holly that will be
On your own lilacben front door.
A pair of ronnietoon boots and a magicmik that hoots
Is the wish of LimpyLionel and AdrianBen;
Woofgang, men that will talk and Booldawg, go for a walk
Is the hope of Sally888 and Jenna;
And Annemollie and Mrsmaveric can hardly wait for AB to start again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Kayakamina - ev'rywhere you go;
There's a tree in the Divegirl Hotel, one in the Gavmacp’s park as well,
The Builder kind that doesn't mind the Slaspshot snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like a Fluffy Christmas;
Soon the fruitsalad and Mrspagnoli will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the ayabrea carol that you sing
Right within your Zzz-zebo heart.
Carol 8.
Oh the weather outside is frightful
But Maggiebee is so delightful
And since you've no place to go
Let it Khandro! Let it snow! Let it snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
Meg’s bought Ann Echokilo of corn for popping
The lights are turned bazwillrun way down, denis low
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
When you finally kiss SJ or mass goodnight
Nannybooby will hate you going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold Captain tight
All the way home theotherhalf will be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, pastafreak, we're still goodbyeing
But as long as you love us ABers so
Let it smow! Let it smow! Let it smow!
When you finally kiss goodnight
Halifaxmum will hate you in the storm!
But if you'll really hold us tight
All the way home you’ll alwaysconfuded.
The parkdale fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still Sagzing
But as long as you love us Stargazing so
The bednobs are waiting! Let it snow! Let it smow...!
Ouw!
Carol 9 (Ann's challenge)
For those of of you who may have missed the preceding one and wish to follow the thread, then start with yesterday....
http://
Three carols today for you as nAB umbers grow
The third carol today has come off the printers in the last 24 hours, courtesy of Ann, almost a challenge for me to better some Beeb version of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" - that was, apparently, painful. This may even be worse.
Happy Christmas to all ABers involved in today's offerings and don't worry, I will nail most of you at some point, if you haven't been posted and pasted already.
Carol 7
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
Take a ilovemarkb and iluvspikey and once again
With dannyk canes and thewinner silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like a Kromovaracun Christmas
Notafish but Toes Toys in ev'ry store
But the prettiest sight to see is the Holly that will be
On your own lilacben front door.
A pair of ronnietoon boots and a magicmik that hoots
Is the wish of LimpyLionel and AdrianBen;
Woofgang, men that will talk and Booldawg, go for a walk
Is the hope of Sally888 and Jenna;
And Annemollie and Mrsmaveric can hardly wait for AB to start again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Kayakamina - ev'rywhere you go;
There's a tree in the Divegirl Hotel, one in the Gavmacp’s park as well,
The Builder kind that doesn't mind the Slaspshot snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like a Fluffy Christmas;
Soon the fruitsalad and Mrspagnoli will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the ayabrea carol that you sing
Right within your Zzz-zebo heart.
Carol 8.
Oh the weather outside is frightful
But Maggiebee is so delightful
And since you've no place to go
Let it Khandro! Let it snow! Let it snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
Meg’s bought Ann Echokilo of corn for popping
The lights are turned bazwillrun way down, denis low
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
When you finally kiss SJ or mass goodnight
Nannybooby will hate you going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold Captain tight
All the way home theotherhalf will be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, pastafreak, we're still goodbyeing
But as long as you love us ABers so
Let it smow! Let it smow! Let it smow!
When you finally kiss goodnight
Halifaxmum will hate you in the storm!
But if you'll really hold us tight
All the way home you’ll alwaysconfuded.
The parkdale fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still Sagzing
But as long as you love us Stargazing so
The bednobs are waiting! Let it snow! Let it smow...!
Ouw!
Carol 9 (Ann's challenge)
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Damn hit the button early.....
Carol 9 (Ann's Challenge)
God heal ye merry, AB men, let nothing you dismay,
Remember Ed our Saviour wasn’t born on Christmas Day;
To save us all from Trollish power when we were gone astray.
Refrain
O tidings of maiming and boys, maiming and boys;;
O tidings of maiming and boys.
In Kerry, not in Israel, this blessèd Gness was "born",
And took down the village men on several morns;
The which Her Auntie Mary did nothing take in scorn.
Refrain
From Ed our heavenly Gnome blessèd Alba came;
Ann unto tony-goatherds brought tidings of the same;
How that near Kettering living the wee beauty, Gness by name.
Refrain
“Fear not, Men,” said the Alba, “Let nothing you afright
This day is made a Maimer of a pure ingenuity and fight,
To maim all those who don’t trust in Her from Trollish appetite.”
Refrain
The tonees at those tidings rejoiced much in mind,
And left their goats a-feeding in minty land so full of wind,
And went to Birmingham to Sunnydave and this blessèd Gness to find.
Refrain
But when to Birmingham he came where our dear Gness lay,
He found them in an inn where Redman & Rowan drank their Bays;
Chaos with men duly maimed, other women Gness had frayed.
Refrain
Now to the Ed sing praises all you ABers within this place,
And with NoM’s wine and Voddiecakes each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas Marts all others doth deface.
Refrain
God bless the ruler of this Mad-House, and send his Gnome to reign,
And many a boozy Christmas may live to see again;
Among your friends and ABers that live both far and near—
That Ed send you a happy new year, happy new year,
And Ed send you a happy new year.
Carol 9 (Ann's Challenge)
God heal ye merry, AB men, let nothing you dismay,
Remember Ed our Saviour wasn’t born on Christmas Day;
To save us all from Trollish power when we were gone astray.
Refrain
O tidings of maiming and boys, maiming and boys;;
O tidings of maiming and boys.
In Kerry, not in Israel, this blessèd Gness was "born",
And took down the village men on several morns;
The which Her Auntie Mary did nothing take in scorn.
Refrain
From Ed our heavenly Gnome blessèd Alba came;
Ann unto tony-goatherds brought tidings of the same;
How that near Kettering living the wee beauty, Gness by name.
Refrain
“Fear not, Men,” said the Alba, “Let nothing you afright
This day is made a Maimer of a pure ingenuity and fight,
To maim all those who don’t trust in Her from Trollish appetite.”
Refrain
The tonees at those tidings rejoiced much in mind,
And left their goats a-feeding in minty land so full of wind,
And went to Birmingham to Sunnydave and this blessèd Gness to find.
Refrain
But when to Birmingham he came where our dear Gness lay,
He found them in an inn where Redman & Rowan drank their Bays;
Chaos with men duly maimed, other women Gness had frayed.
Refrain
Now to the Ed sing praises all you ABers within this place,
And with NoM’s wine and Voddiecakes each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas Marts all others doth deface.
Refrain
God bless the ruler of this Mad-House, and send his Gnome to reign,
And many a boozy Christmas may live to see again;
Among your friends and ABers that live both far and near—
That Ed send you a happy new year, happy new year,
And Ed send you a happy new year.
brilliant. brilliant. brilliant.
don't know about you alba but i sat here cackling like good'un. glad i'm not on you've been framed. madest possible one-handed action. (hides head . . . but continues cackling).
DT - so glad you didn't forget about the goats. we have to remind tone of his dutie. thank you. xx
don't know about you alba but i sat here cackling like good'un. glad i'm not on you've been framed. madest possible one-handed action. (hides head . . . but continues cackling).
DT - so glad you didn't forget about the goats. we have to remind tone of his dutie. thank you. xx
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