Best Beano Poems

There was an old man from Bluegrass,
          who always ate green sassafras.
                        His...

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The chara’ left the pub at seven thirty
The lads were there on time, and full of cheer
We heads off for the seaside, on our beano
Me mates and me and loads of lovely beer
As soon as we starts moving we starts drinking
A couple, just to help...

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