HARE OF THE DOG

 

I need a bit of a pick me up

After a very boozy lunch

A “hare of the dog” is the thing

After too much Rabbit Punch

ALL-TIME CLASSIC MOVIE FAVOURITES – EACH DAWN I DIE (1939)

“Each Dawn I Die” is a Crime Drama, screenplay by Norman Reilly and Raine Warren Duff, from a Novel by Jerome Odlum and Directed by William Keighley.

In this prison classic, a top-notch newspaper reporter Frank Ross (James Cagney) angers a corrupt District Attorney with political ambitions, and with Ross’s news stories implicating him in criminal activity he decides to frame Ross for manslaughter in order to silence him.

Although innocent, he is found guilty and is sent to jail but while his friends at the newspaper try to find out who framed him, Frank gets hardened by prison life and his optimism turns to bitterness and then he meets fellow-

SCOTT OF THE ANTARCTIC

About Captain Scott

There are revelations

Concerning his

Sexual orientations

Because of rumours

About his sexual habits

He will hence be

Scott of the arse antics

WHATS IN A NAME (28)

 

Does anyone know if Alfred Sung?

Does anyone think is Sean Young?

Does anyone know is Koo Stark?

Would anyone know was Yvonne Darke?

UNDER THE CLOCK

 

Suited and booted he sat waiting there

Perched on the edge of his seat, restless

He sat watching the great clock hands moving

Slowly as they ticked off the minutes

His palms sweated and his heart pounded

As he waited beneath the great clock face

He asked himself “what was he doing”?

A blind date what was he thinking, madness

He was too old for blind dates far too old

Why did he agree, what would they talk about

He wasn’t young, he wasn’t cool, he was

More Wilson Philips than Wilson picket

But there she was not too young and lovely

His mouth was dry and he felt a bit faint

“I was terribly nervous about tonight”

She said putting him straight at his ease

She slipped off her coat effortlessly

With an easy grace and elegance

When he took off his coat, he hit his arm

On the wall, hit a woman on the back

And knocked over a lamp, she laughed

Sympathetically and she bad him sit

DO NO HARM

 

The art of medicine

Would appear to be

To distract the patient

Sufficiently

For Mother Nature

To cure the disease

FIDDLE FINGERS

 

My wife is of the opinion

Anything in her dominion

Can be made to work efficiently

If you fiddle with it sufficiently