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Mad Over 50's Club now open
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Good evening to all, the buffet table is bedecked with all the usual delicacies, plus Venison pasties and home-made onion chutney. A selection of cooling sorbets to cleanse the palate too.
Tonight's tailcock is the Pzazz, lively with oomph but not too heady.
For the Rofl
One Beach ball (punctured)
Whistle (no pea)
3 Corn plasters
5 lolly sticks
Tonight's tailcock is the Pzazz, lively with oomph but not too heady.
For the Rofl
One Beach ball (punctured)
Whistle (no pea)
3 Corn plasters
5 lolly sticks
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An explanation to the setting of some of the musuk later:
Pomp and Circumcision
The real words that inspired Elgar:
Farewell the groaning croc and the chilled Vodka shrimp,
The spirit-stirring tailcock rum, the wine-drinking NoM,
The Noble banner, and all Nonna quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumcisions by Lady A!
But also, on the score of the first march, Elgar set as a motto for the whole set of marches a verse from Lord de Tabley's poem The March of Glory which begins:
Like a stiff tailcock that draws men on to die
Madly upon the flagons in Castle ecstasy,
A LieInKing measure that sets heaven in all their veins
And Mamya’s Jumbo butties in their hands.
I heard the Castle’s parched
Beneath A’s ensign as a Nungate's llama;
O'er Sibton’s chastity shield and Tony-Excelsior drama
The Lady J and our faithful Mrs Overall sing;
Moving to tenrec party with raucous sunnydave noise,
With Owdhamer betting and with Slinky quest, and the voice of AB Mad myriads.
The first offering as a song for the singgroan-along: (Please keep your songsheets for later and next year)
Rule Castlemania
When the Castle first, at Lady A's command
Arose from out the azure moat;
This was the charter of the land,
And Mad 50s ABers sang this song rewrote:
"More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
The Visitors, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to Butlers call;
While Mamya gives buffets great and free,
The greed and envy of us all.
“More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
Still more majestic shalt LieInKing rise,
More seizing, each coat carefully stroked;
As the great riffle that tears the skies,
Serves but to uproot our Gness and Soaks.
"More, Flagons! More Tailcocks, More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
Our tight and skilled Overalls ne'er shall tame:
All her attempts to write us down,
Will but arouse her passionate flame;
But work her diaries, and our renown.
"More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
To Croc belongs the water’s reign;
Its card room shall with dealing shine:
All His shall be the subject main,
And every buffet he circles thine.
"More Flagons More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
"Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
The AB Ladies, sexual freedom found,
Shall to thy happy bedrooms repair;
Blest Castle! With their condoms “crown'd”,
And manly big-assed Men open the Fair.
"More, Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
"More Flagons, More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
"Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
Pomp and Circumcision
The real words that inspired Elgar:
Farewell the groaning croc and the chilled Vodka shrimp,
The spirit-stirring tailcock rum, the wine-drinking NoM,
The Noble banner, and all Nonna quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumcisions by Lady A!
But also, on the score of the first march, Elgar set as a motto for the whole set of marches a verse from Lord de Tabley's poem The March of Glory which begins:
Like a stiff tailcock that draws men on to die
Madly upon the flagons in Castle ecstasy,
A LieInKing measure that sets heaven in all their veins
And Mamya’s Jumbo butties in their hands.
I heard the Castle’s parched
Beneath A’s ensign as a Nungate's llama;
O'er Sibton’s chastity shield and Tony-Excelsior drama
The Lady J and our faithful Mrs Overall sing;
Moving to tenrec party with raucous sunnydave noise,
With Owdhamer betting and with Slinky quest, and the voice of AB Mad myriads.
The first offering as a song for the singgroan-along: (Please keep your songsheets for later and next year)
Rule Castlemania
When the Castle first, at Lady A's command
Arose from out the azure moat;
This was the charter of the land,
And Mad 50s ABers sang this song rewrote:
"More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
The Visitors, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to Butlers call;
While Mamya gives buffets great and free,
The greed and envy of us all.
“More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
Still more majestic shalt LieInKing rise,
More seizing, each coat carefully stroked;
As the great riffle that tears the skies,
Serves but to uproot our Gness and Soaks.
"More, Flagons! More Tailcocks, More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
Our tight and skilled Overalls ne'er shall tame:
All her attempts to write us down,
Will but arouse her passionate flame;
But work her diaries, and our renown.
"More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
To Croc belongs the water’s reign;
Its card room shall with dealing shine:
All His shall be the subject main,
And every buffet he circles thine.
"More Flagons More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
"Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
The AB Ladies, sexual freedom found,
Shall to thy happy bedrooms repair;
Blest Castle! With their condoms “crown'd”,
And manly big-assed Men open the Fair.
"More, Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
"More Flagons, More Tailcocks! More the Drinks:
"Mad50ers never will need shrinks."
