I’M HAPPIER NOW I’VE GOTTEN OLDER

 

I’m happier now I’ve gotten older,

I’ve learned to ignore the negative

And care less what people think

So now it’s easier to be positive

I CAN ONLY GUESS AT

 

I can only guess at

What the future might hold

Will I even make old bones?

Not that I want to live forever,

But whatever age I achieve

I don’t want to look back

And wonder what might have been

So I will live every day

Like it was to be my last

So at the end

I will not lament my past

And now I will not worry

About what might be

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