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Blandmum · 22/10/2006 20:30

How many kinds of posters do you know
Of a Mumsnet lady garden?
I'll tell you now of some that I know
Those I miss you'll surely pardon
Sleepyjess and UCM
Who changed her name, and shocked us when
She posed all about her wiffy front bot
Space donkey, moondog laughed until they rocked
In a Mumsnet lady garden.

How many threads come here and go
Of a Mumsnet lady garden?
I'll tell you now of some that I know
Those we miss you'll surely pardon
Stolen grapes and scabby knees
Iniqueties of some school fees
Pirate noises echoing in the gentle breeze
There are table cloths, songs to sing
And other Funny things
And dont forget the lady garden.

How many founces fly to and fro
In an mumsnet lady garden?
I'll tell you now of some that I know
Those I miss you'll surely pardon
Lavenderrr out shooting quail
W & R who did really fail
To conn us with the tales he did regale
There is joy in the spring
When Mn brings
Tales of a lady garden .

OP posts:
SherlockLGJ · 22/10/2006 20:31

Brilliant......

MarsLady · 22/10/2006 20:35

That blooming song will be in my head for weeks! lol

Bucketsofbloodydinosaurs · 23/10/2006 12:08

I thought "lady garden" was a metaphor for fanjo

Tutter · 23/10/2006 12:09

buckets, lady garden is to fanjo as beard is to chin

JackieNoHeadJustABloodyStump · 23/10/2006 12:16

Fantastic, MB.

MadameMorticiaMills · 23/10/2006 12:16

Well put Tutter, marvellous lyrics mb, bravo!

JackieNoHeadJustABloodyStump · 23/10/2006 22:21

Bump. Because it's fab.

moaningpaper · 23/10/2006 22:23

hahaha

I never DID read the UCM thread - is it still around?

rustycreakingdoorbear · 23/10/2006 22:37

There must be something about fanjos that inspires poetry - this was my attempt, though it's not as good as mb's (I can never do parody)

There was a mumsnet devotee, who found the site her cup of tea
She posted often and she found the good advice was always sound
In Arts & Crafts she did excel, but always liked to chat as well
One day when just about to pee, she found she was not odour-free
Oh no, she cried, that fishy smell! Is it from me? Oh bloody hell!
She grabbed the soap and washed it well, but found that couldn?t stop the smell
So off to Boots she then did trot, to find something to stop the rot
She found a bottle, pure and white, with flowers on, it looked just right
To fight the pong and make it go, and purify her poor fanjo
But two weeks passed and still the smell made X?s life a living hell,
Till one day as she typed a post, she thought ?Mumsnet has got a host
Of ladies who can rescue me - I?ll post a thread on here and see?
But then a thought came to her mind: ?Though mumsnetters are very kind
I wouldn?t like them all to see this smelly fadge belonged to me
I?ll change my name to something new, to hide my blushes from their view,
So quickly then she clicked the link to start a thread about the stink
But in her hurry to be free of whiffs below she did not see
Her change was lost, her ID known, her anonymity had flown:

CD?s response came quickly through: ?UCM is that you??

JackieNoHeadJustABloodyStump · 24/10/2006 10:12

Another bump for rustycreakingdoorbear's fab one too.

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