At a get together with Family
My widowed father told me
That he had found a new lady
“We’re off to Portuguese
India”
“Oh really” I said, “Goa?”
“No” he said “she’s a
bit demure”
At a get together with Family
My widowed father told me
That he had found a new lady
“We’re off to Portuguese
India”
“Oh really” I said, “Goa?”
“No” he said “she’s a
bit demure”
I feel such pride
As I watch my fledglings
Leave the nest
And learn to fly
There is grace in learning,
With crashes out of sight
Not submitting to scrutiny
In their stumbling indignity
But they persevere
On their plan of flight
Keep taking chances,
And making their advances
And make their own way
Slowly but surely they
achieve
For real heroes
Needn’t soar like eagles
To have a purposeful
life
And fulfil their dreams
When my brother was at college
He had an unusual
nickname
Which was the “snow
plough”
Because of his appetite
for cocaine
My grandma told me her joints trouble her
And elaborated, saying
they are getting weaker
I said I had a way to
make her life brighter
If she was just to
roll her spliffs a bit tighter
My sister is a sophisticate
And has travelled far away
She’s been to a Taj Mahal
That isn’t an Indian takeaway
I always figured that Michael’s family tree
Must have been from the
cactus family
Because I’ve met the relatives
of Mick
And everyone on his family
tree is a prick
I want to die peacefully in my sleep,
Like Dad, peacefully without
a fuss
And not screaming and
yelling
Like the passengers did
on his bus
Two wrongs don't make a right,
I tell my daughter and
her brother
And if you need a good
example
Just look at me and your
mother
My father in law is full of shit
And I say that without
hesitation
He would disagree obviously
As he would call it
constipation
I’m from a big Family
And my dad said to me
“Your brother is going to Italy
With his new lady”
I said, “Oh really, Genoa?”
“No, I haven’t met
her”
“Two hundred and eighty eight lovers”
Was not what I
expected, not even close
But that was what my
mum confessed
And to be honest that
was just two gross
My son told me he played in a band
And I’m afraid I did
have to mock
Because they are called
the Pilgrims
So I asked if they
played Plymouth Rock
My Great Uncle is a scientist
As well as a keen horticulturist
Which is quite evident
to see
As he’s growing a
chemistree
An elderly woman decided to prepare her will
“I have two requests” she told her solicitor
“First, I want to be cremated, and second I want
My ashes scattered
over all around Tombola
“Tombola?” the
solicitor “Why a Bingo Hall?”
“Well, that way I'll
be sure to see my daughter”
My uncle is a jovial man and at home
He is always full of good cheer
But at work he always looks forbidding
But then he is an auctioneer
My father trades on the stock exchange
He really enjoys the
thrill
Last week he traded
boxes of Oxo cubes
For multiple jars of
Bovril
My granddads not very tech savvy
So, when he got a
laptop I was amazed
But when I asked what
windows version
He had, he replied
“double glazed”
My grandson is always on his phone
It’s scrambled his
brain I think
“What you need is a
life” I said
He replied “Ok send me
the link”
We call my aunt Beth the exorcist
Its cruel but we can’t
resist
It’s because whenever
she gets near
All the spirits disappear
I asked “When did you last have sex?”
My uncle replied “1956”
“That long ago” I exclaimed
“Wow”
And he said “it’s only 20.35
now