21st Century Nursery Rhymes
I really find are such
a doddle
Though most people
think
That they are a load
of twaddle
But as I rapidly
approach
The autumn of my days
It’s frankly just too
late
For me to change my
ways
21st Century Nursery Rhymes
I really find are such
a doddle
Though most people
think
That they are a load
of twaddle
But as I rapidly
approach
The autumn of my days
It’s frankly just too
late
For me to change my
ways
Because of the obvious risk
That one of us might
fall
I had a stair lift
fitted
Which I don’t mind at
all
But my wife says that
its
Driving her up the
wall
In the morning
My dad used to
Throwback the curtains
And loudly say
“Wakey, wakey
Rise and shine”
Well as a teenager
“Rise” I could manage
But “shine”
Was never going to
happen
The endless pavement
Eats away the leather
Wears away my soles
And with each step
My spirits erode
Until I am threadbare
And broken
With worn out soles
On the perpetual
pavement
Life etched in my face
Each line speaking for
me,
Of an action or an
event
But the presence of
each
Is a part of the whole
That is the complete
me
“You can’t take it with you”
That’s what they say
But at the end of the
day
A will is a dead
giveaway
A bicycle couldn't stand up
Alone it transpired
Because after a cycle
It was obviously two
tired