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Ashes Banter

Barmy army tsunami down under fans believe gung ho Bazball’s go with the flow man plans can plunder toe to toe end our woe heave ho cast asunder say tally ho to their oldest foe

Highlight of Ashes clashes & bashes might be the fight of trite slights no respite from the lovely blight as flashes of tongue lashes alight dashes from one too many a gobshi*e

Luxuriating in an afternoon lagoon infuriating viral spirals swoon at the enthralling boisterous galling boon another buffoon playing games calling each other appalling names

Farce of who's the biggest ar*e even hall of famers no shame or blame will lambast and lampoon just the same.. sleuths and uncouth untruths..VIP taking the pee pass 

Criticism flips with quips and then witticism..ego stroking.. fires stoking..rib poking..wisecracks from the hacks and mockery that each sides’ finest china is no finer than chipped diner crockery

Aussies won’t their bets hedge. always sledge kidology methodology to find the edge.. badinage or is it persiflage.. echoes of Jardine..glean baggy greens don’t know what it means..does clobber the robber…sorry meant cobber

Bored little Davy Warner in his not so humble corner…dangles a carrot to have a wrangle with Rooty…the lame flawed surfboard gag cos Joe’s who’s a beauty with a helluva booty..a Test century never scored abroad in OZ while on England duty

Golly gosh Gandalf McGrath..with his staff on a set path.. usual wally tosh....always the same josh..5 nil bish bash bosh white wash..Glenn ken.. you’re having a laugh

Applaud our adored rather posh Lord Broad.. who the convicts have always deplored.. has already implored can’t be ignored.. England will maraud

Even Cookie who’s hardly a rookie raring to have a go…sharing.. for the Aussies it’s grim.. it’s the worst side on the slide he’s seen wearing a baggy green since the hour of him..

The nous of Strauss and handy Andy Flower..remember on a whim the Urn embers snaring..2011 cricketing heaven 

But before let’s have more guffaws and encores.. forget the stats..let’s have flak & tit for tat chit back chat spats...no opportunity lost for a witty ditty or shi**y riposte don’t give a toss if they get cross tough titty

No what ifs there will be riffs about tiffs …bro or brouHaHA...well no forsaking the taking the Michael cycle

Canter of banter ranters having quibbles.. rascals debacles and squabbles.. tribal rival revival and survival.. who wouldn’t miss the hiss of another Ashes diss..taking the pis*..simply bliss

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