Of all the boats that ply the seas,
the dinghy is the one for me
for even if your engine fails
there’s always time to set the sails
but if the wind blows you offshore,
stick in the row locks and man the oars
with a little work eventually
you can still be home in time for tea.
Filed under Comic verse, Self compositions, Whimsical
On an Exmoor farm worked a boy called Ted
He drove a tractor all shiny and red
Out in the fields he’d work all day
Ploughing the earth and gathering hay
The farmer said now come here my lad
Tis about time a wife you had
I offer to you my daughter Sue
She would be just right for you
I thankee kindly Sir was his reply
But I do bat on the other side.
Filed under As you read it, Comic verse, No offence intended, Self compositions, Whimsical
Theresa May
has had her day
she will probably be remembered
for causing her party to be dismembered
Filed under Clerihew, Factual, Self compositions, Whimsical
I looked up at the clock on the windowsill. It was obvious that time was running out. New candles needed.
Filed under Factual, Flash fiction, History, Self compositions, Whimsical
If your team are fast
when you enter the pit lane
then all is not lost
Filed under Factual, Haiku, Self compositions, Sporting Life, Whimsical
Aproaching the twilight of my earth bound time I made a personal pilgrimage to the Tuscan countryside of my youth. The farmhouse was strikingly familiar, memories came flooding back. Despite the passage of over fifty years I still held the fantasy that as I approached the stable door that familiar long blonde nose framed with gold, would peer out and in that curiously American accent my great friend, with his own particular lip-smacking sound would greet me as before; ready to offer advice and his own style of philosophical thought. Sadly it was not to be, “Mister Ed,” the wonderful talking horse was long gone to the glue factory in the sky.
Filed under As you read it, Flash fiction, History, Self compositions, T V nostalgia, Whimsical
In the field there danced three witches
no bones nor flesh just willow switches,
holding hands they whirled around
though their feet never left the ground,
while all who watched were filled with glee
laughing at their transparency
nothing to worry us here they said
one good fire and the witch is dead.
Filed under Comic verse, Inspired by fable, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Whimsical
photo – Christo Dagorov
This gives a whole new meaning to having chapped lips.
Filed under Self compositions, Whimsical
A silly young girl from Lynton
took a stroll across the meadow for fun
but her shorts were miniscule,
she took off her blouse to keep cool
now she has bites where she’d rather have none
Filed under Comic verse, Limerick, nature inspired, Self compositions, Whimsical
I saw the pail tip
yet still it caused me to slip,
pride before a fall
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