Wednesday 23 December 2015

Sing-a-long-a-Santa



I bet this wasn't on your Xmas list!

On the First day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

On the Second day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

On the Third day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

On the Fourth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

On the Fifth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Sixth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Seventh day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Eighth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Eight maids a-maiming
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Ninth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Nine Spanglish gardeners
Eight maids a-maiming
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Tenth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Ten bellends cussing
Nine Spanglish gardeners
Eight maids a-maiming
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

On the Eleventh day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Eleven Prunus poping
Ten bellends cussing
Nine Spanglish gardeners
Eight maids a-maiming
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree. 

On the Twelfth day of Christmas,
Shiten gave to me:
Twelve drum pots drumming
Eleven Prunus poping
Ten bellends cussing
Nine Spanglish gardeners
Eight maids a-maiming
Seven Storey’s scouceing
Six Pearson’s potting
Five strange things!
Four crappy pots
Free Shiten’s
Two total duds and
A Baddeley in an Elm tree.

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Shiten's Sing in Exultation!



Time to go a bit Old Skool!

O Come All Ye Faithless
Joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Shiten.
Come and behold Will,
Bald the King of Angle grinders;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Will Baddeley.


O Sing, choirs of artists,
Shiten in exultation,
Sing all that hear in Les’s holy word.
Give to our Followers glory in the Lowest;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Les Storey.


All Hail! Simon, we greet Thee,
Re-born this happy morning,
O Shiten! for evermore be Thy name adored.
Word of the Trees, now in bud appearing;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Shiten Simon.

Monday 14 December 2015

Joyful and Triumphant!



Another "rave from the grave" from the somewhat twisted little mind of the Shiten Scribe!

I saw Baddeley kissing Simon Jones
Underneath the Blackthorn flowers last night
He didn't see me down the stairs to have a peek
He thought that I was tucked up in my Bedroom fast asleep

Then I saw Baddeley tickle Simon Jones
Underneath his sack so gingery white
What a laugh it would have been
If Tickle had only seen
Baddeley kissing Simon Jones last night.

I saw Baddeley kissing Simon Jones
Underneath the Blackthorn flowers last night
He didn't see me down the stairs to have a peek
He thought that I was tucked up in my Bedroom fast asleep

Then I saw Baddeley tickle Simon Jones
Underneath his sack so gingery white
What a laugh it would have been
If Tickle had only seen
Baddeley kissing Simon Jones last night


Baddeley kissing Simon Jones last night!

PLEASE, PLEASE somebody stop him - I think he's going a bit mental looking at the moon!

Oh Come All Ye Faithless!



As in the true tradition of the season, Shiten Simon will be recycling some of his so called Festive Ditties as he's too darn lazy to come up with anything original!

Makita sings
Are you listening
In the sky
Sawdust glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight
Walking in a William Wonderland

Gone away, is the bluebird
Here to stay, is a new bird
He sings a love song,
As we go along
Walking in a William Wonderland

In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he is Malcolm Brown
He'll say are you drunk
We'll say No Man
But you can get the drinks
As we’re in town

Later on
We'll conspire
To throw Tickle on the fire
His trees that he’s made
And maybe his collecting spade
Walking in a William Wonderland

Makita sings
Are you listening
In the sky
Sawdust glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight
Walking in a William Wonderland

Gone away, is the bluebird
Here to stay, is a new bird
He's singing a song
As we go along
Walking in a William wonderland

In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a Monkey clown
We'll have lots of fun throwing pots at Mr.Pearson
Until the other kiddies knock him down

When it snows
Ain't it thrilling
Though your nose, is a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the BOBO way
Walking in a William Wonderland

PLEASE don't let him post anymore, I don't think my sanity could take it!