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[Roger]

As much salad as you can tuck away for real.

[Preston, Moderator]

You can tuck it in your pockets you can tuck it in your pants,

[Preston, Moderator]

You can tuck it in your bed sheets but watch out for ants.

[Roger]

Ants in your pants is an irritable finangle

[Roger]

Since they interfere with the angle of dangle.

[Roger]

But ants also work all day, hours so long,

[Roger]

Watching them inspires us to be strong,

[Roger]

And if we're feeling tired and blue

[Roger]

Might help to make us well and true.

[Preston, Moderator]

And if it doesn't I'll try another angle,

[Preston, Moderator]

Because nothing, nothing interferes with my dangle.

[Preston, Moderator]

Now I ask you everyone, plain and true,

[Roger]

Get the dangle right and banish the flu!

[Preston, Moderator]

I used to have a dongle on my Commodore 64,

[Roger]

Did the dongle dangle after or before?

[Preston, Moderator]

With new computers it'll dongle dangle nevermore.

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Never more shall I walk Upper Raven Lane,

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Nevermore, nevermore, oh the humanity! Oh the pain.

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

When Usher's house fell it was a living hell,

[Roger]

Ushered, in fact, by St. Laurence's tolling bell.

[Roger]

Under the ringing sound men call out, "O misericordiae…"

[Roger]

And sit above stones under which famous bones lie

[Roger]

Such as he who breathed life into The Shropshire Lad.

[Preston, Moderator]

Then goosed him like a bleeding cad.

[Preston, Moderator]

St. Laurence was a jolly fine fellow,

[Preston, Moderator]

met him one day at the gay peepshow.

[Preston, Moderator]

He was nice to say hello,

[Preston, Moderator]

But off went like a man on the go.

[Preston, Moderator]

He looked at himself and said, "you know,

[Preston, Moderator]

I'd always hoped for a rose window."

[Roger]

St. Laurence was something of a prophet

[Roger]

Building a rose window he invented Gothic.

[Preston, Moderator]

He dressed in black he used mascara

[Preston, Moderator]

Looked like he came from a different era.

[Preston, Moderator]

His tongue was pierced his face was white,

[Roger]

He looked up at the rose window and saw the light.

[Roger]

"Lo and behold," he said, "it's a damascene glow,

[Roger]

Makes me want to build a cathedral right now

[Roger]

In Shropshire's green and fertile land."

[Preston, Moderator]

Yes they planted Saint Larry

[Preston, Moderator]

In Lodelowe by the Loud Waters

[Preston, Moderator]

Of the teeming River Teme.

[Preston, Moderator]

And up grew a Church

[Preston, Moderator]

So cushty it was half timbered

[Preston, Moderator]

And the finest Tudor

[Preston, Moderator]

Details in the land.

[Preston, Moderator]

Called Feathers after the

[Preston, Moderator]

Wings of the Angels.

[Roger]

It boasted a metal studded door

[Roger]

And four-posters on every floor