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« on: March 13, 2007, 02:58:39 AM » |
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Does anyone please have the words for avocados by Gertrude Skinner.No it's not for me,for a young upcoming,more later.Would appreciate that thanks Jim
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« Reply #1 on: March 20, 2007, 04:36:11 PM » |
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ummmmmm  .... nope, dunno it ... sorry Jim ...  a poem about avocadoes  seems an odd sort of topic. I've got a poem about melons, but not the edible kind, well not the grow-on-a-vine kind, but now I'm just being cheeky and rude See ya'  Kym.
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« Reply #2 on: March 21, 2007, 12:05:46 AM » |
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Yeah avos blimey who would have guessed.From what I remember Gertrude tells of the effects that avos have on her.I not only want to get hold of the poem but also the avos Jim
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« Reply #3 on: March 21, 2007, 03:10:40 PM » |
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I've got a song about Avacado's...
"Avacado" (to the tune of "Desperado" by The Eagles)
Avacado, you're a delight to my senses You're so dark and delicious and so ripe now Oh you're a soft one, I know that's when you're good eatin' Your taste is real pleasin, I will peel you right now
With some lemon pepper sprinkled on I'll eat you when I'm able You know I haven't picked a bad one of you yet Now you look so fine and luscious When you're sliced and on my table And I'll eat as much of you as I can get
Avacado, oh, could you make me look younger? I don't feel any hunger, cause you satisfy Ohh, and fattening--well that's just some people talkin' You fat is the good kind that will not make me wide
You don't grow in places with winter climes You like the warmth and the bright sunshine I could eat the kind with bumpy skin all day You know nutrition's high, and the carbs are low Ain't it funny how the peelin' falls away? Falls awaaaaay.....
Avacado, you are so very delicious I’ll get down my best dishes, when you’re on the plate You may be mashed up ’cause guacamole becomes you And I bet they’re gonna love you (yeahh, you just bet they love you) Oh yes I bet they’re gonna love you ‘cause dinners at eight
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« Reply #4 on: March 21, 2007, 03:35:27 PM » |
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Starve the lizards,I'm talking to mad mares and a pig.I've got a mad mare, a16hand flea-bitten gray thoroughbred named freckles.Mad as a cut snake will probably kill me one day,should have dogged her years ago.Will go for a ride tomorrow.As for the pig well I did have a pork chop for tea tonight.But this doesn't get me the poem keep looking and asking thanks Jim
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« Reply #5 on: March 21, 2007, 03:53:25 PM » |
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Yeah you gotta watch that little piggy - she's a real nut! As for the crazy flea-bitten grey bronc, that sounds a bit like me. The grey bit anyway. See ya', Freckles. oops, I mean ... Kym. 
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« Reply #6 on: March 21, 2007, 04:40:08 PM » |
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Yeah you gotta watch that little piggy - she's a real nut! Ain't nuttin' wrong wit' nuts. They're good for you. Almost as good as avacado's. Babe (alas, also a grey piggy....)
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« Reply #7 on: March 21, 2007, 06:21:30 PM » |
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Hi Babe, I loved your avocado song. Did you write that a while ago, or just for a reply now? Either way, you are a very clever little ham-hock!
Bye for now, neigh-bour!
Kym.
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« Reply #8 on: March 23, 2007, 01:18:23 PM » |
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verrry clever babe! i love it!
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« Reply #9 on: March 24, 2007, 12:49:02 PM » |
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G'day Jim, Yes i remember the poem 'That Avocado' by good freind of mine Gertrude Skinner. That Avocado. I brought an Avocado, And had it for a snack, But no one ever told me, It was an affidisiact. I soon became exited, In a sexy kind of way , I hung around the fellas, Enticing words i'd say People were surprised at me, And said this can't be true, They thought i gone right off my head, or else i'd had a few. It really was exiting , And good it was for me, I'd never felt so loosened up, I say this truthfully. I'd been so shy and bashful, In all my life before, But now with Avocados, I won't be anymore. (c) Gertrude Skinner.
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« Reply #10 on: March 25, 2007, 05:10:10 PM » |
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Good on you Duncan for knowing about that poem, at least someone can stay with the original subject instead of getting all distracted (like some of us do)! I'm impressed ...
Are you still enjoying your new job?
See ya',
Kym.
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« Reply #11 on: March 27, 2007, 06:46:39 AM » |
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Bloody rippa,thanks mate,been trying to get it everywhere.Does one need to get permission to perform it,off Gertrude if that's possible thanks again jim
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« Reply #12 on: March 29, 2007, 03:44:30 PM » |
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i dont know about being an affidisiact, lol ........but smooshed on a cracker with a little black pepper? mmmmmmmm 
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« Reply #13 on: March 30, 2007, 10:32:30 AM » |
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hi babe. i showed your avacado poem/song to my brothers partner, and she loves it also. she plays the guitar around the campfires etc, and was wondering if its ok with you if she plays (not recording) it. and could you tell her your name so she can give you the credit for your cleverly witty song?
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« Reply #14 on: April 01, 2007, 05:02:00 PM » |
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Therese While I've parodied many songs over the years with our drama group, I can't claim credit for this one. It can be found at http://www.amiright.com/parody/70s/theeagles103.shtmlTo parody is actually very simple, because all the hard work of setting a rythm has been done for you. The trick is to write up the sacrificial song and then look for obvious changes. For example, off the top of my head... Somewhere, over the rainbow near Dapto Way up high out west There’s a land farm that I've heard, where Once in a lullaby Chooks have an extra leg. Look for fun rhymes, and you'll find they start to write themselves. Babe
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