There’s a new fashion
It’s just hit the streets
It’s infected everyone
Everyone you meet
They’re in front of your eyes
Lots and lots of spots
The latest fashion
Is for polka dots
Category: 1986
Speech Therapy – 9th February 1986
Free speech therapy
Only for some
Free speech allowed
Only for the dumb
Hard – 8th February 1986
It’s so hard to get anything done
It’s so hard to touch the sun
It’s so hard to have any fun
It’s so hard to be the one
It’s so hard for us to run
It’s so hard waiting for you to come
It’s so hard to prove you’ve won
It’s so hard, I just can’t get along
Still Bleedin’ Bleeding – 5th February 1986
A cut with a knife
Could’ve taken my life
I could still die
I wanna know why
I’m still bleedin’ bleeding
You cut into my frame
It was an evil game
I thought I’d healed the wound
Or so I had assumed
But I’m still bleedin’ bleeding
Chessed – 3rd February 1986
A depressed move
Definitely not a great
I’ve got you now
You’re chessed, mate
Faceache – 2nd February 1986
Teeth in your ears
Never wears clothes
Eyes in your mouth
What is it? Who nose?
Eyebrows on your chin
Never looks awake
Nostrils on your forehead
What is it? Faceache
The Best – 31st January 1986
Someone has to be it
Better than the rest
Someone has to provide
The others with a test
When you’re on top
Feet off the ground
There’s only one place to go
And that’s down
Chocolate – 30th January 1986
Chocolate bar
In your car
Red hot sun
Chocolate run
Gooey mess
On your dress
All the way down
Sticky and brown
The moral of the story is
If you’ve ever felt
Your chocolate melt
Don’t leave them in cars
Or you’ll have a messy Mars
The Record Player – 27th January 1986
The record player won’t play my records
The needle jumps all the way through
I haven’t got a record that will play
I don’t know what I can do
I solved the problem
No sour grapes
Cos I’ve started using
Cassette tapes
Crushed Grapes – 26th January 1986
Crushed grapes
You made me whine
I’ll have a drink
At any time
My face is wrinkled
Yellow as a banana
I’m a crushed grape
Call me Sultana
