
Steady as she goes
Life is like a rolling sea
the fixed course runs true

Steady as she goes
Life is like a rolling sea
the fixed course runs true
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This is the tale of hissing Sid
to sit in the sun he slowly slid
as sibilance was his middle name
smoothly slithering and sliding was his game
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Like the big bodied bumblebee
I often get the urge to go
and drift along quite aimlessly
where water and air so slowly flow
but although I only seek delight
she has a purpose to her flight
for during every waking hour
she seeks to drink from each bright flower
the only way blooms can spread their genes
and maintain such idyllic scenes.
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Turn the egg timer
the sand gains life as it falls
abruptly ending
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Fifty years ago
I can say that I was there,
with a great crowd
at the Bath music fair,
watching all the top
rock bands of the day,
playing their music
on a rudimentary stage.
A local farmer at the show
liked it so much,
being well known for his
entrepreneurial touch,
realised this could be
an exciting way,
to keep the young happy
and also make it pay,
decided to hold on his farm
an annual jamboree
which is now the festival ,
known as Glastonbury
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I looked at the clock to check the time
to my surprise it was twenty to nine
when I should have been there at quarter past eight
obviously I was just a little bit late
but I don’t think thirty minutes is too bad
considering the awful journey I’d had
I couldn’t get a cab when I got off the train
and had to walk in the pouring rain
so I decided to ring them up and say
I’d meet them in the pub just across the way
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Photo credit Sarah Whiley
Condemned to dance in wild
abandon she stands atop
her man made rock
and in false glee she
calls her sister zephyrs
from across the darkening sea
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The kite waits on high
but must land to claim the prize
nothing is wasted
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Ten thousand years ago it seems
that the ice-cap melted, making seas
rise up so that what once were mudflats
were changed into great fields of grass
people had to settle wherever they could
by farming land that was once great woods
occasionally fighting off the raids
of strangers trying to invade but found
by breeding together caused variation
that resulted in the forging of our nation
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My friend and I went walking by the old mill leat
but the sound of rushing water made her want to pee
we looked all around and the coast seemed to be clear
so she said to me that’s fine I’ll just squat down here
but without warning she let out an almighty shriek
and hobbled over to me, with her panties round her knees
she knelt down before me and I thought oh my luck is in
but all I saw before me was a big, bright, red bee sting
she said please rub some water on the sorest looking part
she certainly knows the way to capture a man’s heart
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