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(sung to the tune of copa cabana)

His name was Holden, he was a pikey
he rode around on his big bikey
He practiced kung-fu
and martial arts tooooooo
and when he felt he had to go
he made some noises down below

he hit the pan fast
and made so much ....mess
Holden, just sat down, and lifted his night gown
dont mess with Holden.........he,ll shit on you!



Eythangu!

love you holders, but it had to be done!

I am touched!
And for ?20 and a funsize bag of Prawn Cocktail, I can be touched even more.

I knew it was too good to last by the end of the first line. Pikey, class word bro.

Actually, I am stoked that somebody would do an Ode for me.
Liz, you're my new bestest mate ever in the world and I'll give you a backie on me bike anyday.


In the words of The Hooded Claw...I'll get you Pittstop.

Cheers Holders, you could have seriously abused me (for ?20), and you didn,t, unlike the people who work for me!, however more abuse = less pay and holidays!.
Bring on the claw, he holds no fear for me!...................gulp!

.........................(sound of things falling in pants)