I have written another song for our poor modd

[Herr Floyd - PEGIDA]

oh modd, little modd, sweet merry modd
why do they bully you so ..
its just not fair .. and i cannot bear
to see you in pain and go

to a dark gloomy place with that sad sorry face
But I say do not sit and despair
Rise up from your sorrow, clench your fist, shout tomorrow!
I shall return to awimb so prepair

The battle of modd you shall bring
to awimb with the roar of a King!
They will fear you not lear
Now swing your sword as they cheer!

And they cry your name 'moddy modd how though sing'

modd moddy modd modd I am modd!
modd moddy modd modd I am modd!
Now listen to what I say or I will shake my fist yonder way!
I am modd moddy modd modd Hooray!!

Rump Rumpety Rump Rump RUMP RUMP!

[Rich]

will be dire.

[Herr Floyd - PEGIDA]

I just wanted to write a song for him. Oh and I am not a grass but it was mostly Seasider that bullied him. And Herbert. And a fair few others.

[David Pleat AHADF (Royal Welsher and monkey lover)]

[Herr Floyd - PEGIDA]

[All Guns Blazing]