LIMERICKS 17 (contd)

I wandered along the seashore
And saw something not seen before!
A strange animal
Which, though minimal

I wandered along the seashore
And saw something not seen before!
A strange animal

I wandered along the seashore
And saw something not seen before!

Shopping has become an ordeal
It’s not how you expect to feel
It used to be fun
But now it's all done
And Christmas has lost its appeal

I wandered along the seashore

Shopping has become an ordeal
It’s not how you expect to feel
It used to be fun
But now it's all done

Shopping has become an ordeal
It’s not how you expect to feel
It used to be fun

Shopping has become an ordeal
It’s not how you expect to feel

Have you seen that grumpy old bat?
He wears a battered, old black hat
Last seen going east
Looking for a feast
Glad I didn't have to see that!

Shopping has become an ordeal

Have you seen that grumpy old bat?
He wears a battered, old black hat
Last seen going east
Looking for a feast

Have you seen that grumpy old bat?
He wears a battered, old black hat
Last seen going east

Have you seen that grumpy old bat?
He wears a battered, old black hat

The cold rain is now coming down
I want to be somwhere I’ll brown
Bournemouth or Brighton 🌝
Would just keep the white on
But make me look like a small clown

Have you seen that grumpy old bat ?

The cold rain is now coming down
I want to be somwhere I’ll brown
Bournemouth or Brighton 🌝
Would just keep the white on

The cold rain is now coming down
I want to be somwhere I’ll brown
Bournemouth or Brighton 🌝

The cold rain is now coming down
I want to be somwhere I'll brown

In this weather the birds need to drink
And they prefer water, I think
Seeds and mealworms instead
Of meat, heavy as lead
The birdbath's like a skating rink.

The cold rain is now coming down

In this weather the birds need to drink
And they prefer water, I think.
Seeds and mealworms instead
Of meat, heavy as lead

In this weather the birds need to drink
And they prefer water, I think.
Seeds and mealworms instead

In this weather the birds need to drink
And they prefer water, I think

What an unsettled year it’s been
We've made it to the Christmas scene
Wish jollies would last
They go far too fast
But to have them too long I’m not keen

In this weather the birds need to drink

What an unsettled year it’s been
We've made it to the Christmas scene
Wish jollies would last
They go far too fast

What an unsettled year it’s been
We've made it to the Christmas scene
Wish jollies would last

What an unsettled year it’s been
We've made it to the Christmas scene

The halls will be decked very soon
As Michael Buble starts to croon
Baubles and glitter
Some wine and some pitta
No family rifts will be a boon

What an unsettled year it’s been

The halls will be decked very soon
As Michael Buble starts to croon
Baubles and glitter
Some wine and some pitta