THE
MAINSHEET
Summer 2010
Contents
Ode To Spell Chequer
Eye halve a spelling chequer, it came with my pea sea.
It plainly marks four my revue Miss Steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word and weight for it to say
Weather eye am wrong oar write, it shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid it nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite, its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it, l am shore your pleased two no,
Its letter perfect awl the weigh my chequer tolled me sew.
A Big Bust Up In
The Biscuit World
A Bandit called Rocky, who is Crackers, hit a Penguin from Montana over the head with a Club, tied him to a Wagon Wheel with a Blue Ribbon, kidnapped a Trophy and made his Breakaway in a Taxi. The police say Rocky was last seen just After Eight by a Viscount from Maryland Hobnobbing with a Ginger Nut.
Unfortunately at this stage we do not have a crumb of evidence to go on.
Sounds Jammy Dodger to me.