No one thought that we could, but somehow
We’ve survived forty years without Mao
To him all is owed
And to stray from his road
Is something that can’t be allowed.
John Moynes
Sponsored Link
No one thought that we could, but somehow
We’ve survived forty years without Mao
To him all is owed
And to stray from his road
Is something that can’t be allowed.
John Moynes
Sophie Chapman: [picking out a T-shirt with Mao Tze-tung on it] What about this?
Mark Corrigan: You do know who that is, don’t you?
Sophie Chapman: Yeah, it’s Chairman Mao, isn’t it?
Mark Corrigan: Exactly, the man was responsible for the deaths of 60 million people. I don’t want him on my chest.
Sophie Chapman: 60 million, that’s more than Stalin, isn’t it?
Mark Corrigan: It’s not a competition, Soph. Although if it was, Mao would probably win.
Does China own Mao restaurants?
Slow down for a minute there John.
I don’t know what drugs you are on.
I write limericks too
Not as better than you
But Mao?…Would you ever g’wan..?
General Mao the jesuit cia stooge
I’m sorry if I may have started
More than my words should have imparted
But when Moynsey’s around
We don’t need to have sound.
-But we still ask each other, ‘Who farted?
John, I’m just yanking your chain.
I do not intend you no pain
I am word-juggling
And I am joke smuggling…
No, sorry John.
I lost it there towards the end. I have to stop.
I did me best.
I’ll never do it again.
Damn, why didn’t I think of that earlier?