February 4, 2013

 

 

After their memorable meal downtown,

Brubellgot hailed a taxi, and smiling,

gave his hands a rub.

He was taking Mendotta to meet his

friend, Hermanalfroyd, who played the

bongo’s in a Manhatton club.

 

Mendotta, whilst excited, was now

beginning to feel sleepy, not having

had time to recover from the flight,

and again in the club, had the weirdest

feeling, that someone had been shadowing

her, throughout the night.

 

The atmosphere was electric, and after

a second wind, Mendotta settled to

enjoy the fabulous show.

But sitting close by wearing dark shades

and a pork pie hat, was a guy with a face

she seemed to know!

 

Percoughalees, now scared his cover might be

blown, decided he’d be pushing his luck,  

if in the night spot he was to stay.

So thinking tomorrow he’d have an easier

chance to be alone with Mendotta,  

he decided to call it a day.

 

He knew Brubellgot to be Mendotta’s brother,

and whilst he cared for her, posed no intimate

threat.

And feeling the same about Hermanalfroyd, (the

bongo beater from New York’s jazz set) decided

he might win Mendotta’s heart yet.

 

Percoughalees left the club and jumped into a

taxi, which took him back to a small hotel,

nicely cited near 42nd street.

Then sitting patiently by his bedroom window,

saw Mendotta go through swing doors of the

hotel opposite, making his evening complete.

 

  

 

January 28, 2013

 

 

Pity me, for I love thee, Berty Bonkers.

Sit with me whilst I stroke thy furrowed brow.

Lie with me and unravel thy complications.

Die with me in a thousand years from now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

She loved the warmth of his embrace, and

the heat they created between the sheets.

But the chilblains she got from that hot

water bottle, had her in agony for weeks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With his future in tatters,

he stared out of the window,

knowing he was homeward bound.

The feet that he thought would

make him his fortune,

would soon be walking

on realistic ground.

 

 

 

 

For now, they are a pair.

They care, they share,

but are aware, that someday

they’ll say, they were!

 

 

 

 

No-one knew her secret, even

though everyone knew her past.

Being always forward thinking,

she knew the die was cast.

 

 

 

January 21, 2013

 

 

She was seven years old before she saw one,

as she had no brothers to make her aware.

So the day she first bathed with her cousins,

made her wish that she hadn’t been there.

 

To her horror she saw they had dangly bits,

and decided that God hadn’t finished them off.

Her cousins too were embarrassed, and cupping

their hands, both started to cough.

 

For many years she kept the family secret,

as she felt kind of privileged to know,  and

also out of a sense of loyalty, their cover

she never would blow.

 

But night after night, in bed she lay wondering,

why her Auntie hadn’t had the bits removed,

so her cousins could have been neatly sewn up,

to make their appearance, so much improved!

 

 

 

 

 

You stood out in a sea of people.

Your face set my senses aglow.

My nerve ends began to tingle.

I knew I wanted you so.

 

Call it instant attraction.

Call it an undiscipled urge.

Whatever it was, you also felt it.

Like a mighty magnetic surge.

 

Then on your way you travelled,

raising your hand to blow a kiss.

I knew I’d never get to see you again,

but you left behind such ongoing bliss.

 

 

 

 

Will you protect me when I’m sleeping?

Will you carry me across the ford?

Will you bring me toast and honey?

Will you tickle me when I’m bored?

 

 

 

 

Can we make a rule that

when one of us is speaking,

the other one must belt up.

 

For neither of us can get a

word in edgeways, when we

each other, try to interrupt.

 

 

 

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