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I went for a wander in Ossy Mills
It was full of new curtains and Frills,
There was many an old Codger
An the odd coffin Dodger
And those that are taking their pills

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There was a young man from Huncoat
who constantly fancied a grope.
He was put in his place
with a slap round the face
and strong hands applied to the throat.

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There was a young lady from up Bash,
Who would do gentleman favours for cash.
She did it for years,
But it ended in tears,
When she grew a beard and moustache.

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A local historian called Bob,
Discovered an old fashioned hob,
With hot pot to cook,
Whilst writing his book,
His pages finished up in his gob.

I know, weak ... just couldn't use another word that rhymed with Bob for fear of it being transported to the Over 18's.;)

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There was a young man from Fern Gore
who wanted to have a leg o'er
he found an old girl
who gave him a whirl
and his privates are now somewhat sore.

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A man from Accrington town,
Was walking around with a frown.
He was feeling so blue,
As his worst fears came true,
They'd knocked his local pub down.

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There was a young lady called Stella
Who married a dashing young fella
His ambitions were high
To reach for the sky
And that's why they're living in Mellor.

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This website devoted to Accy,
Is outspoken and sometimes quite whacky,
Yet through it's sole means,
We spill all our beans,
To end up as nobody's lackey.

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There was an Accy lass name of Sue,
Who was given an instrument, so she blew.
When people said she should dump it.
She replied 'They can lump it.'
And continued in blowing her own little trumpet.

:jimbo:



:rolleyes::D

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There was a young lady called Marion
Who cycled with Accrington Clarion.
When out for a trip
The saddle did slip
And she thought she was riding a stallion.

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There was an industrialist, name of Bullough.
Whose ancestral pile was now home to a Mullah.
Peeved it didn't face Saudi,
He got rather rowdy.
Now mad, Accrington's so much the duller.

:D

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A young engineer from Rishton,
Told tales of the rivers he'd fished on,
Of five foot loach,
And ten foot roach,
All caught with a rod and a piston.