had a mole on back

never went to see the quack

six feet under now

does my bum look big

no dear it looks oh so trim

another white lie

do you take this lady

yes do you know who she is

wham sham thank you ma ’m

nice to see you – nice

Buddhist monks have made the list

brucie does the spins

reds found in the bed

femme fatale seen in the press

black sea beach ahead

look up if you want proof

april fool is you

when ambition strikes

tory lib dem clash on air

love and hate entwine

money temps the unwise

can’t see the wood for the greed

ends up being peeved

ermines not for me

fish and chips cup of tea

lord of insincere

passchendaele harry patch

body parts strewn in the air

night mare hard to tell

from the earth through trees

up to the sky is where the

music dances by

AV no yes no

left Lib Dems with thumbs down low

Clegg blames Mrs. Thatch though

[last line in her voice]