Friday, 11 February 2022

SLEEP ON IT

 

Last night I was sad

Last night I was mad

Last night I hated you

Last night I berated you

Last night I was crying

Last night I was dying

Last night I was unforgiving

Last night I was tired of living

 

This morning I’m glad

Glad for what we once had

This morning I have regret for you

This morning I want to forget you

This morning the tears I cried

Have long since dried

This morning I am forgiving

This morning I am for living

SODS LAW

 

Sods law has been proven

Without any doubt

For as the law was being written

The pen ran out

SNOOZE VILLE

 

I want to inhabit forever

That special place that dreams fill

That safe and cosy place

Beneath the duvet in Snooze Ville

 

Between wake and slumber

A place that fulfils wishes

Where lover’s hands are held

And lips deliver stolen kisses

 

A place where dreams come true

Where loved ones live forever

A place where all is forgiven

And success comes with any endeavour

 

Where you can embrace forbidden lovers

Sweet moments of utter bliss

Or be together again with first loves

With kisses and caresses to reminisce

 

I want to inhabit forever

That special place that Dreams fill

That safe and cosy place

Beneath the duvet in Snooze Ville

TROUBLE AT MILL

 

It’s an absolute calamity

I’ve never heard the like of it

I just heard on the news

Up north they are running out of grit

 

What will become of us?

When the north is finally bereft

It was the northern grit

That made this nation the best

FEVERISH ONCE AGAIN

 

That medical catastrophe

The flu pandemic

Is not as bad as expected

It’s not even an epidemic

A large number of reported cases

On closer examination

Were found to have been

Preceded by infatuation

This is a totally different strain

Of contagious flu

Which the W.H.O.

Has been renamed swain flu


NO FRILLS

 

Ryanair have had to execute

Disembarkation via escape chutes

There was no emergency however

It’s just Mr O’Leary being clever

Disembarking on the runway

Is the latest “no frills” way

AGEING POPULATION

 

In the future, maybe forty years or so

The nursing homes will just overflow

With sweet little silver haired old biddies

Doting on their numerous little grand kiddies

As they sit peering thru bifocal glasses

With faded tattoos on their wrinkled arses