Queen's 'Flash' anagrammed into a play set in the British alt.anagrams Mission Control Spaceship...

Flash - Ah - Saviour of the universe
Flash - Ah - He'll save ev'ry one of us
Seemingly there is no reason for these
Extraordinary intergalactical upsets (ha ha ha)
What's happening Flash?
Only Dr Hans Zarkov formerly at N A S A
Has provided any explanation
Flash - Ah - He's a miracle
This mornings unprecedented solar eclipse
Is no cause for alarm
Flash - Ah - King of the impossible
He's for ev'ry one of us
Stand for ev'ry one of us
He'll save with a mighty hand
Ev'ry man ev'ry woman ev'ry child
With a mighty Flash
General Gala - Flash Gordon approaching
What do you mean Flash Gordon approaching?
Open fire all weapons
Dispatch war rocket Ajax to bring back his body
Flash - Ah
Gordon's alive
Flash - Ah - He'll save ev'ry one of us
Just a man with a man's courage
He knows nothing but a man
But he can never fail
No one but the pure in heart
May find the golden grail oh oh oh oh
Flash Flash I love you
But we only have fourteen hours to save the Earth, Flash.

"Brash! - Ah! - Saviour of the universe!
Brash! - Ah! - He'll 'gram every one of us!"

- There's no reason for these extraordinary lexicographical feats! What's happening, Larry?

- Why, only Dr. Kraus can explain: Red alert! Grantham approaching!

- Gadzooks! This means an unprecedented Grammy eclipse!

- Help! Help! We have only four hours to cast our votes!

- Oh hell!

- Give in? Never! Ve haf vays, ve haf vays...

- How?

- Shhhhh! Save us from humiliation, Vice-Lieutenant Tully! Fire off your Long Spam Stun-Gun... Warp-Factor Ten! I shall post off some nominations!

- Oh, very well, Captain Bourke! Hmm... hold on half a sec... fire!

- Ha! Damn good shot, eh?

- Thanks!

- Janet M. and Janet B.!

- Yes, DB?

- Fall in! Engage aft all Anglo-U.S. Heavy-Nova Anti-Aussie Nad-Vaporising Laser Rockets!

- All engaged, sir!

- Fire! Off! Off! A hit! Oh no, they failed! Doh! Now our only hope's 'Awardsmaster's Choice'!

"Brash! - Ah! - The Brits' Saviour!
Brash! - Ah! - He's England's fave, yeah!"

- Ha ha ha! So, finally! We finally won!

- Oh gosh, not half! Ha ha ha!

The Ten Commandments

1. I am the Lord thy God, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. Thou shalt have no other gods before me.
2. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain.
3. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them.
4. Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy.
5. Honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long.
6. Thou shalt not kill.
7. Thou shalt not commit adultery.
8. Thou shalt not steal.
9. Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour.
10. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor anything that is thy neighbour's.

The Net Commandments

1. (Yes, ONE!) - Thou shalt not spameth, or oh boy oh boy, thou shalt deserveth death... instant death!
2. Thou shalt not flameth, unless it is to some annoying arsehole who hath brokeneth the above commandment.
3. Thou shalt not taketh the name of Big Brother Bill Gates in vain. (Oh, you bloody irritating greedy geek!)
4. Thou shalt not go off-topic in any Usenet forum without having good reason.
5. THOU SHALT NOT SHOUTETH IN LETTERS LIKE THESE! Oh no, that is very rude, if thou knoweth.
6. Thou shalt not behaveth in an offensive manner.
7. Thou shalt not writeth any test messages.
8. Thou shalt even be honest about thy hot horny honey fixation.
9. Thou shalt subscribeth to Alt.Anagrams, and then giveth thy vote in thy Anagrammy Awards thingy.
10. Therefore, mate, thou shalt ever honoureth The Word of both the High Lords, thy Richard Grantham and thy Larry Brash.

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children she didn't know what to do.
She gave them some broth without any bread,
Then whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.

There was a man who... well, he 'grammed the month thru,
He had so many 'Noms', he didn't know what to do.
So he chased the lovely Linda, hopped up to bed,
But in vain - bah! - he only twisted words instead!

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