My Dad had cancer
And
from the moment
He
had to succumb
It
was thirteen years
Before
heart failure
Was
to take my mum
She
was so unhappy,
Partly
because
His
passing left her numb,
But
not only that,
She
was angry because
She
was the lonely one
He
wasn’t supposed
To
go first, he was supposed
To
mourn mum
So,
at her funeral
I
smiled to myself
Even
though I was glum
Thinking
about them
Reuniting
and the bollocking
That
was to come
My cat is a fussy eater
That’s not uncommon for a Siamese
And
some days only RATatouille
On
a bed of Mice will please
Sights, sounds, smells, taste and touch
It’s
funny the things that cause the memories to awake
When
all of a sudden memories of Mum flood back
It’s
Abide with me and Date and Walnut cake
The disappearance of a mummy
Was investigated by Inspector Grace
And with his years of experience
He soon wrapped up the case
Savagery long since procured
Its inhumane and bestial song
And its uncivilised beat
Is known to the barbarous throng
Whose ferocity knows no bounds
As it perpetrates its brutal wrong
When you’re on the pull
If you want to break the ice
Say something funny
Or say something nice
Be devastatingly witty
Or say something clever
Be complimentary
Or just lie in your endeavour
“There is something wrong
With my mobile phone miss”
You might well begin
Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf?
What
became of Jack and Gill?
When
Harry met Sally
Where’s
Wally?
Why
why why Delilah?
