REVERSE MODE

 

Top super model Bimbette,

It has been disclosed

Has lost her crown

The model has been deposed

 

I TRIED

I tried to win your heart

With every step and stride

With my every waking breath

My troth I fervently plied

Wearing my heart on my sleeve

I let my heart be my guide

But “never in this world”

You disdainfully replied

You killed my love

With your callous amouricide

And you left me broken

When you cast me aside

I gambled and failed

And there was no place to hide

But I didn’t just try and fail

Sadly, I tried and died 

SAY?

I saw a photo of a wheel of Stilton

In a glossy magazine today

And I wondered as the shutter clicked

What the photographer asked it to say 

WISING UP

 

My grandson thinks me a wise man

While my wife thinks otherwise

And my boss thinks I’m a wise guy

Which I think is contrariwise

SENIOR CONVERSE

 

You should not as a general rule

Engage in converse in anyway

With one or more retirees

On almost any given day

Because they have nothing

But time to fill their day

Which they use in short

To think of silly things to say

LOSING HER MIND

 

My wife of some fifty years

Is convinced her mind has finally gone

Which is hardly surprising

When she gives a piece of it to everyone

SACKED

 

I have been given the sack,

Let go, dismissed, terminated

And it was a misunderstanding

That has left me so deflated

 

I just simply didn’t realise

And here’s the bitter sting

That overlook and oversee

Didn’t mean the same thing