A talented snapper called Cotty Believed all his pictures were grotty Until he discovered A girl in his cupboard And now he shoots only nice totty.
A man with a camera called Bob Went a bit posh on the job To Leica he drifted And sure he is gifted But colloquially known as a knob When middle-aged men get cometitive It soon becomes dull and repetitive Because the old-timers Now have Alzheimers And that's why they're both so forgetitive An Oxfordshire shooter was vexed By what to do with his LX Had it covered in lark's hide Then he went to the dark side He'll be shooting with Leica gear next! Once a teacher who warned against trash He beseached them to preserve their cache But they've all gone astray And I'm sorry to say Every one of them's installing Flash There was a young poet called Ann Who once dropped her pen in the can She muttered some curses, Rebelled against verses, As finding the pen was so taxing. The store had fiber that angled So light on the shelf had not dangled It bounced to the ceiling With bountiful feeling And ended on the floor all mangled When the deep purple falls in Kentucky The locals expect to get lucky. With their kith or their kin They know that they're in For long hours of family fucky With a moniker like Ann Sanfedele You'd think she could scan like Bill Haley But her meter disasters Occur twice as fast as Her meals, and they're three times daily Pentax fans ask, "what means *ist? How did this name make your list?" Pentax marketers 'fessed up, "We're sorry we messed up, Joseph McAllister Pentaxian -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List [email protected] http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
