Ode to Twigit

There once was a blogger called twigit
Who thought he so funny we’d diggit

The tales of the war
From a frightful old bore

Amuse no one at all, so please bin it.

Feel free to add your own ending.................

Frustrated with this dragging on and on ............... want a resolution to this now not............................

twigit

This blogger we all know as twigit

could be tall or could be small like a midget

i looked at his advice

and he made me think twice

but in the end i just thought frigg it

Pedro speaks quite good English then? Better than can be read in the Tiger's reports and postings.

Tell Pedro not to worry too much. No big invasion of Brits as no houses to live in. Didn't he know, as he is a local. Obviously not well informed and the bar not frequented by those in the know or who matter.

Twigit

No No No......dont send him over here flogging his electric typewriters.......we have these new things now called.....com  pu  ters............it wonderfull

You can talk to people from a thousand miles away..............and you can get robbed blind in Spain without even leaving your two up two down with a tin bath and an outside Loo.

Please dont let them come over here ole Twigit......you be a good chap and get us our money back......and we will leave you to your uncle albert stories of 'During the War' and your donkey rides