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I'm as happy as Larry when digging,
Feel like dancing and doing a roll,
Well the Earth was put here for us all to enjoy.
When my molehills appear
Someone always shouts 'oi'
As I fling up the soil in a great cloud of Joy -
Oh, it's wonderful being a mole.

When the gardner's been raking and hoeing
and he's taking a leisurely stroll,
I kick up my heels and a-moling I go
To the strains of him ranting 'You right so and so!'
No wonder he can't get his turnips to grow.
Oh it's marvellous being a mole.

I've been smoked out and poked out and prodded,
I've had pepper shook down my Molehole,
But I always return by a different way,
I just shoval and tunnel and burrow all day.
One thing is for sure I will not go away -
Oh, he'll never get rid og this mole.

He plays Radio Jazz to his beet crops,
To scare me away is his goal.
But the musics a treat, it enlivens my feet,
I'm one cool rodent just digging the 'beat'.
It's groovy grooving out in a subterranean street -
Oh, this little ole mole has got soul.

There's a lush bowling green near his garden
But the bowlers I drive up the pole,
As the first one arrives on that green sawathe he strolls,
All the smooth lawn just waiting for molehills and holes.
So I push up some earth and he Yelss out, 'Oh, bowls!' -
Oh, It's great fun just being a mole.

Since finding a 'mouse' in my earthworks
I've a new technological role.
In my undegroudn entwork I'm surfing the turf,
Screening topsoil for bugs for all that I'm worth.
Could do with some windows to enlighten my Earth -
I'm an upwardly mobile Mole.

I've grown fond of this tunnelled old garden,
I have made it all 'mine' on the whole.
Searching for supper terra fimra I comb,
I burrow the furrow, I roam in the loam.
His garden flat I've turned into my high-rise home -
Oh, I'm a ground nut, in a rut, certainly not straying but
A very happy staying-put mole

I love this poem, It's hilarious (I find)

I can't believe me just scanning the paper found it.

What do you generalites think?

oh yeah, could you post a response as well please :)

I was thinking of getting out mole traps. :D

I was thinking of getting out mole traps. :D

They don't work!!!!

very often

They don't work!!!!Well, maybe just the ones that give off sound to cause the moles to go away. No need to kill the poor buggers.

Well, maybe just the ones that give off sound to cause the moles to go away. No need to kill the poor buggers.

But then they'll just go and ruin someone elses garden...

Actually, great idea :D

Who voted Myrth? :D

I knew someone wouldn't be able to resist that option

At least everybody knows now, what kind of "mole" you are referring to with your name.

The mole on the mole had a mole huge as a mole .... :D

At least everybody knows now, what kind of "mole" you are referring to with your name.

The mole on the mole had a mole huge as a mole .... :D

I thought it was fairly obvious

I had to read this part three times before I understood it.

I had to read this part three times before I understood it.

I hoped so :)

But even now it is still bizarre

" You Freak !":p
I mean that in the best possible way ... it's funny to see what other people find humorous . People call me a freak all the time for the things I find funny.:D

In other peoples gardens, moles are hilarious and cute and can fling as much dark brown worm free mud onto the lawn as the like....:D


on the other hand....



In my garden they are bastards and need to die. :sniper:

I love this poem, It's hilarious (I find)

I can't believe me just scanning the paper found it.

What do you generalites think?

I'm thinking someone needs a spellchecker....

" You Freak !":p
I mean that in the best possible way ... it's funny to see what other people find humorous . People call me a freak all the time for the things I find funny.:D

LOL, ok

In other peoples gardens, moles are hilarious and cute and can fling as much dark brown worm free mud onto the lawn as the like....:D


on the other hand....



In my garden they are bastards and need to die. :sniper:

Awww... be nice to our burrowing friends

I'm thinking someone needs a spellchecker....

I think someone needs to go to hell :p

I think someone needs to go to hell :p

A smiley emoticon doesn't make it funny, my friend.

A little defensive about a poem you 'found', aren't you?

A smiley emoticon doesn't make it funny, my friend.

A little defensive about a poem you 'found', aren't you?

What do you mean?

Sorry i'm lazy and couldn't be bothered reading all of it, but nice begining.

Ah well, it's the thought that counts