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Her 'girls' bought her a fluffy drink and said "Now you must drink that down!"

She supped it with her Sangria - (the stupid, silly clown!!!)

In the flat at evening time she then threw up all she'd drank

Then golloped down a huge Big Mac - next day - that bathroom stank!

We thought we must book a trip so Morocco we could see

We never guessed that when we'd get there - somewhere else we'd rather be!!

They traipsed us round their market place - such a stench we all could smell

The more we saw and the more we heard - we thought "we're surely now in hell!"

At long last we all sat down on velvet cushions in the Old Kasbah to eat

With song and dance to amuse us all - we thought "At last - a decent treat!"

But they give us soup that was filled with slime and kebabs on a red-hot rod,

Then a cuscus dish with some chicken bits and carrots that looked like an old man's Kn***!!!

They followed this with some sticky bits and a glass of some hot mint tea

But we said "No thanks" then got the boat and sailed back across the sea!

Nor for us the lure of the old Yashmak or the sound of the Bongo Drum

So we headed back to an Ulster Fry - and couple of pints so we wouldn't feel so glum!



Cora-E Barras	Our Week in Spain (1)
Four of us set off for Spain - from Luton on a plane. We travelled with some 'golfers' whom we never saw again! We landed there quite late at night - then a taxi home we took. Where Phylis switched the telly on then we heard her screech "WOW LOOK!" We all rushed in to see her there with her both eyes open wide A man lay there on the TV with two females by his side. This dirty old man was laid out there just in his birthday suit And I can't write down all the things they did with that piece of kiwi fruit!!! When they'd seen enough my 'two girls' said that they were going out To see what was close at hand and if there were any shops about. It wasn't long before they found a nearby Karaoke Bar - So every night when we went out - we didn't have to go too far! First day of our holiday we dandered ‘round Fuengirola town Low and behold - down Fish Alley - O'Brian's Irish Bar we found! We all sat down to rest our feet and to have a drink or two - Then Cora had a great big surprise when she arrived back from the loo!	Her 'girls' bought her a fluffy drink and said "Now you must drink that down!" She supped it with her Sangria - (the stupid, silly clown!!!) In the flat at evening time she then threw up all she'd drank Then golloped down a huge Big Mac - next day - that bathroom stank! We thought we must book a trip so Morocco we could see We never guessed that when we'd get there - somewhere else we'd rather be!! They traipsed us round their market place - such a stench we all could smell The more we saw and the more we heard - we thought "we're surely now in hell!" At long last we all sat down on velvet cushions in the Old Kasbah to eat With song and dance to amuse us all - we thought "At last - a decent treat!" But they give us soup that was filled with slime and kebabs on a red-hot rod, Then a cuscus dish with some chicken bits and carrots that looked like an old man's Kn!!!* They followed this with some sticky bits and a glass of some hot mint tea But we said "No thanks" then got the boat and sailed back across the sea! Nor for us the lure of the old Yashmak or the sound of the Bongo Drum So we headed back to an Ulster Fry - and couple of pints so we wouldn't feel so glum!



















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