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Tuesday, 1 November 2011

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Jimmy Saville:

You have smoked your last cigar Jimmy.
It's time to leave the disco floor.
The marathon ends in heaven.
You won't have to knock on the door.

By Mrs Futtle Ferang. Hampshire


Betty Driver:

You have cooked your last hotpot Betty.
It is time to leave the pub.
No more pints to pull.
Jesus is waiting for you.
He has kept you your own bar stool.


By Mr Fred Futtle. Hampshire


Adolf Hitler:

You dirty rotten bastard.
A bullet was too good for you.
Now your on your way to hell.
Jack boots an all.

By Mr Joshua Moyle. Muswell Hill


James Dean:

Yes you were gsy.
But manly on the screen.
I never realised you were a queen.
Until the last scene.

By Peasmold Hetter. Worthing


Steve Jobs.

You invented lots of things.
And sold them in the shops.
I have the latest one.
Have you got one where you've gone?

By Yotihama Ottinawa. Ealing West London


Arch West:

Your Dorito's were nice.
You made them spicy.
When you go to heaven.
Dont forget to take the recipe.

By Mrs E. Blyton. Sarawak


Colonel Gaddafi:

You ruled like a king.
But was not very nice.
Your people shot you dead.
Did it hurt your head?.

By Mrs Edna Mamhood. Bradford

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