The Jasper Club

Whip crackaway,
Whip crackaway,
Whip crackawaaaaaay!

(Reprise).

Row The Boat (for it is she) celebrates a birthday today. I hear she is, yet again (and in the words of good old Seth Armstrong) as old as her tongue and just a bit older than her teeth. So, in this most jaspersome way, I, on behalf of the Jasper Club and also as the Honorariuum Presssiddeeeeeneeauuuum, wish you a most happy of birthdays today on this day day by day by day, today for your day is this day the birthday.

Kind refraine.

JASPERS - HO!

I am a cat lover, but I believe, when we come to think of it, if we sum up all we know of it, we can call a dog’s nose "the 8th Wonder of the World".

I would just like this opportunity to say how diddled I ham to be invited to join this group.
As Mr A would say after a particularly fine meal;
This is inarticulate muck and there isn't enough of it.

My family name comes from Jasper, the stone. So I was destined to be in this blog.