The Faulty Bagnose

Softly, softly, treads the Mungle

Thinner thorn behaviour street.

Whorg canteell whorth bee asbin?

Cam we so all complete,

With all our faulty bagnose?

The Mungle pilgriffs far awoy

Religeorge too thee worled.

Sam fells on the waysock-side

And somforbe on a gurled,

With all her faulty bagnose!

Our Mungle speaks tonife at eight

He tells us wop to doo

And bless us cotten sods again

Oamnipple to our jew

(With all their faulty bagnose).

Bless our gurlished wramfeed

Me cursed cafe kname

And bless thee loaf he eating

With he golden teeth aflame

Give us OUR faulty bagnose!

Good Mungle blaith our meathalls

Woof mebble morn so green the wheel

Staggaboon undie some grapeload

To get a little feel

of my own faulty bagnose.

Its not OUR faulty bagnose now

Full lust and dirty hand

Whitehall the treble Mungle speak

We might as wealth be band

Including your faulty bagnose

Give us thisbe our daily tit

Good Mungle on yer travelled

A goat of many coloureds

Wiberneth all beneath unravelled

And not so MUCH OF YER FAULTY BAGNOSE!

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