A/N. This is going to be a series of songs that my friends and I have had
to sing in choir at school and have managed to twist, some more severely
than others. I will include the original words for each song as well as our
words Hope you find them as amusing as we do.
A Bunch of Thyme (original)
Come all you maidens young and fair,
All you that are blooming in your prime;
And always beware to keep your garden fair;
Let no man steal away your thyme.
For thyme, it is a precious thing,
And thyme brings all things to my mind;
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys,
Thyme brings all things to my mind.
Once I had a bunch of thyme,
I thought it never would decay;
Then came a lusty sailor, who chanced to pass my way,
And stole my bunch of thyme away.
The sailor gave to me a rose,
A rose that never would decay;
He gave it to me that I might be reminded
Of when he stole my thyme away
Away.
A Bunch of Thyme (our version)
All year 7's with dresses above your calf muscles,
All you that are blooming in your chest,
Always sit with your legs crossed,
And get regular bikini waxes so men don't jump you.
Virginity is unique,
Men find it tasty.
Thyme brings sexy things my mind.
Once I was a virgin.
I thought I always would be.
Then a horny sailor jumped me.
The sailor dude knocked me up,
And I'm living on the streets with a kid that wont die,
But I wont forget that night.
to sing in choir at school and have managed to twist, some more severely
than others. I will include the original words for each song as well as our
words Hope you find them as amusing as we do.
A Bunch of Thyme (original)
Come all you maidens young and fair,
All you that are blooming in your prime;
And always beware to keep your garden fair;
Let no man steal away your thyme.
For thyme, it is a precious thing,
And thyme brings all things to my mind;
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys,
Thyme brings all things to my mind.
Once I had a bunch of thyme,
I thought it never would decay;
Then came a lusty sailor, who chanced to pass my way,
And stole my bunch of thyme away.
The sailor gave to me a rose,
A rose that never would decay;
He gave it to me that I might be reminded
Of when he stole my thyme away
Away.
A Bunch of Thyme (our version)
All year 7's with dresses above your calf muscles,
All you that are blooming in your chest,
Always sit with your legs crossed,
And get regular bikini waxes so men don't jump you.
Virginity is unique,
Men find it tasty.
Thyme brings sexy things my mind.
Once I was a virgin.
I thought I always would be.
Then a horny sailor jumped me.
The sailor dude knocked me up,
And I'm living on the streets with a kid that wont die,
But I wont forget that night.