Bombadier always reminds me of the poem
Timothy Winters.
It's Scottish and I know it my heart, but I did look it up to be sure I had the words in the right places.
This is the verse I mean.
Quote:
Old Man Winters likes his beer
And his missus ran off with a bombardier,
Grandma sits in the grate with a gin
And Timothy's dosed with an aspirin.
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I'd love to meet a man called Tim Winters.
Gosh, how I'd bore him
