I DON’T COMPLAIN ABOUT

 

I don’t complain about

My silver hair and wrinkled face

I’ve lived a long life

And laughed more than my share

I’m content as so many

Of my generation never laughed,

And so many died before

Their hair has time to turn grey

IN THE GBNEWSROOM

 

In the GBNewsroom

Just ahead of the action

The producer announces

“Lights Camera Fiction”

TO BE A GREGORIAN MONK

 

I wanted to be a Gregorian monk

And looked into bursaries and grants

But all my efforts were to no avail

Because sadly I never got the chants

WOKE

 

In these days of political correctness

Woke does little than cause more stress

Their cure for discrimination seems to be

To still discriminate but to do it positively

And in order to enable freedom of expression

It appears that censorship is the solution

21st CENTURY NURSERY RHYMES # 158

 

There was a little man

Who wooed a little honey;

and she was wooed and wooed and wooed

But not as wude as he

THE FOURTH

 

The fourth of July in the USA

Is that nations Independence Day

When they celebrate with a holiday

In England we look across the pond

At a nation of whom we are truly fond

Indeed, we feel we have a special bond

From when they won their independence

We’ve watched like anxious parents

And they’ve done quite well since

ARE YOU WEARING FLIP FLOPS?

 

Are you wearing flip flops?

I can’t believe you don’t know

But the garden is under

About four feet of snow