May 3, 2012

 

 

Over the gallops, romping away

Young and carefree, no one to betray

 

Approaching the hurdles, landing with ease

Not needing the whip for a little tease

 

Over the moon, jumping for joy

Captured the love of a special boy

 

 

 

 

 

It’s all to do with confidence

And how we stand up on our own.

It’s all to do with fitting in.

Not many can go it alone ! 

 

 

 

 

 

Human fields of endeavour

Stretching for many a mile

Inbuilt self-destruction

In a second it can all turn vile

 

 

April 29, 2012

 

 

It takes a while

To really fit in

Before you feel

Content within

 

It takes some time

To feel secure

And be at peace

And sure as sure

 

Slowly, you will

Get to know

The people,

As they come and go

 

Then one day

The newness gone,

With your friends

You feel at one.

 

There’ll be some,

More than others

Who you’ll feel,

Their friendship smothers

 

So keep your counsel!

Be on your guard.

And soon they will hold you

in high regard

 

 

 

 

 

Breathe the air of self importance,

Swallow your own success,

Fall in love with your mirror image,

But don’t stick around for the mess

 

 

 

Wash away these cobwebs

Let our love unfold

Take me to Utopia

Before I get too old.

 

 

 

 

Women are the new men

And who’s to say they’re wrong?

For too long men have had it all.

It’s time for a brand new song.

 

Women will not be put on!

No longer will they be held down.

It’s now the menfolk staying indoors,

Whilst the girls are out painting the town.

 

 

 

 

She was wonderful in the garden,

All the plants she could cultivate.

She was wonderful in the kitchen,

All her dinners were just first rate.

 

 

She was wonderful as a housewife,

All the furniture shone to a treat

She was wonderful with the children,

Who made our life complete.

 

 

She was wonderful too, towards me.

Our love, it was just so deep.

But when we got to the bedroom

Alas, she just went to sleep

 

 

April 28, 2012

 

 

 

Don’t kill that rabbit for the sake of it

You mindlessly stupid cat

I’ve brought you up to know better

Sit on my knee whilst we have a chat.

 

 

I know that you care for me deeply

By the presents you place on the mat

But honestly, there’s simply no need

 I can’t find a use for a headless rat!

 

 

So when you play ping-pong with voles

Or tear the insides out of a mouse

Kindly do it where I can’t see you

And don’t bring them into the house!

 

 

 

 

 

Fellow members, one and all

Listen to my voice

I am the chairman, the one who counts

So you really don’t have a choice

 

Do you agree with the minutes,

Can I sign them as being correct?

The secretary has fled to Rome

So raise your hand if you do object

 

The first item on the agenda

Is concerning the ladies loo

Where not one door is lockable

Oh, what is a maiden to do?

 

Next item is about the pickled eggs

Has anyone got some spare jars?

If so we’ll pickle some onions too

They’ll fit in the boot of our cars

 

Then we come to the question

Of who’ll host the garden party in May?

Last year only five people turned up

But at least we didn’t turn anyone away

 

Next I’ll pose you this thought

Of who’ll fill my seat when I’m dead?

If I know, I can start to train them now

Because the job comes with so much dread

 

I’ve held down this post as Chairman

For years totalling many a score

I never seem to have any challengers

As no one new ever walks through the door!

 

 

 

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