27/06/2018
At Westonbirt Arboretum
20/04/2018
I Don’t Want Breakfast in Bed, Dear
20/12/2016
45th President of the United States
11/11/2016
Armistice Day
22/01/2016
Rat Race
05/12/2013
A Wedding
12/06/2010
Promise
I promise you that,
In years to come,
I’ll still have all my
Habits.
And I promise, too,
Unless we do,
I will always want
A rabbit.
I promise you that,
When we argue,
I’ll always
Stand my ground.
And I promise, too,
When all is through,
I will come
Back around.
I promise you that,
When I am mad,
I’ll still lock myself
Away.
And I promise, too,
Unless it’s you,
It won’t be
Longer than
A day.
I promise you that,
I will endeavour to
Make you the happiest
Man in the world.
And I promise you, too,
That you have truly
Made me
The happiest girl.
I promise you that,
It won’t be very
Easy every
Day.
But I promise you that,
At least it will be
Exciting
Along the way.
I promise you that,
Sometimes you won’t
Like me
Much at all.
But I promise you that,
No matter what,
I’m in this with you,
Nattering, arguing, cleaning, cooking,
Playing, joking, talking, loving,
And all.
17/06/2009
Card Games
In a land where most have been,
A boy called Jack lost his heart,
To his beloved Queen.
He sent her diamonds every day,
He left cards beneath her door,
Inscribed "To My Queen of hearts,
Forever, only yours."
The King of Hearts heard of the boy
And so, throughout the land,
He orderd that he be destroyed,
By any means and hand.
It was a lowly gardener
Who found our lovestruck Jack,
He tried to kill him with a spade,
But conscience held him back.
The gardener informed him
Of his trophy for a head,
Wrapped him up some bread and meat,
And banished him, instead.
The gardener then told the King,
His spade had killed poor Jack.
The weapon was inspected:
No red blood, it was still black.
The King was really angry,
Betrayed by his own flock,
He still saw the only remedy,
As Jack's head on the block.
The Queen of Hearts was known for,
Her sweet and caring ways,
She told her spouse that Jack had been,
Banished for all his days.
Then she asked her Jester
To search for the saddest boy,
To tell him that she loved him too,
To bring him some small joy.
And so the wise court Joker,
Found the lad sat all alone,
Across a mossy, rotten log,
The boy was laying prone.
The Joker approached and whipsered
"Love pains and here's the rub,
All men have fallen for our Queen...
Chin up, Jack! Join the club!"
03/06/2009
Love Letter to a Wheaten Friend
And push you further down,
In my hot, wet, deliciousness,
And let you slowly drown.
As you soften I release you
From my controlling grip,
You hover just above my cup,
From there I watch you drip.
Your round and perfect body,
Mouthwatering and warm,
Melts upon my eager tongue,
Losing its flawless form
I love you so, my dearest friend,
You're always there for me,
When times are hard and I'm alone,
I reach for the Rich Tea.
Hay Fever
I'm getting so sick of my sneeze!
I just don't know what to do!
I go to speak than ... AITSCHOO!
My nose is running, my eyes are sore,
I sniff and sniffle then sniff some more!
I love the sun but am trapped indoors,
Lest I inhale those nasty spores!
I've tried eating honey, but what a mess;
I got it all over my new summer dress!
Putting Nettles in tea I have also tried;
But they stung so much I nearly cried!
All I've been left with is honey galore,
And stinging nettles upon my floor,
A depleting supply of tissues and such,
I just can not cope! This is all too much!
I'm really angry with bloody rhinitis,
I wish I just had some cureable virus!
So I wish you a summer to remember;
I'll venture outside come December
02/06/2009
Perks
Your local, friendly, blue MP ...
But now that I can't claim my tax,
Or the castle for my cats,
Or the carrots for my stew,
My ipod and my Aston, too,
It has become quite plain to see;
Politics is not for me!
18/05/2009
Old Dog New Tricks
Then I make them reappear; It really isn't hard.
I moved on to animalia just the other day;
I had a dove inside my glove but it flew away.
I tried to hide white rabbits inside my magic hat,
Unfortunately they were found by Lucky, my black cat.
As for Lucky, that poor soul, he didn't quite escape,
I tried to cut him in two halves ... what a bloody fate!
I tried to save my guinea-pig from my magic Great-White's tank,
But before the shark got him - he gave up and he sank!
Last week I attempted to levitate my rat ...
It worked for a few moments ... until he went "kersplat!"
Now I am an aspiring escape artist you see,
The RSPCA did me for animal cruelty.
16/05/2009
We're Going to the Zoo
(but not the smallest of them all),
Took a trip to London Zoo,
To see Giraffes and Leopards, too!
She paid the fee and in she went
"First," she thought, "the elephant!"
She marvelled at his wrinkled skin,
Tusks that his mouth could not fit in,
A trunk that thrashed around his face,
Splashing water about the place!
"Next" said she "The Crocodile",
I have not seen one in a while!"
The lumpy scales of river-green
The teeth that strip a carcass clean,
The eyes that produce such false tears,
The smile that just does not endear.
She ran away, scared of the beast,
Who might kill her for a feast.
She passed by the rhinocerous,
And the hippopotamus.
Then she found the Monkey's who,
Could not refrain from throwing poo!
"Slow Loris next, of them I'm fond!
Particularly if they are blonde!"
Into the little critters' house,
She crept as silent as a mouse,
So she wouldn't disturb their,
Slumbersome and quiet air.
The Slow Loris clung on to his tree,
Near enough for her to see,
His little, simple, smiling face,
The softest fur, the gentlest grace.
She skipped off to find giraffes;
They could always make her laugh!
She had always thought there were
A link between giraffes and her!
(She once wrote an essay on,
How giraffes are linked to men!)
"fifteen minutes 'til we close the gate,
It's really getting rather late"
And so, as the tannoy said,
The animals must go to bed!
As she went she waved good bye,
To the anteaters and porcupine,
"I'll see you soon, my fluffly friends!"
And so the day came to an end.
When she got home she fell asleep,
And dreamt the strangest dream,
She dreamed she was an antelope,
A snake and chimpanzee!
She dreamt that she could speak to
All the animals at the zoo,
And all that they could say to her
Was "Come back! We all miss you!"
14/05/2009
Earl and Lady Grey
"I simply cannot find my girl!
I've searched everywhere, it seems,
Yet she is no where to be seen!
"I saw her last on garden path,
With orange blossom in her grasp,
Sweet bergamont scenting her hair,
She might well have returned there.
"Or maybe 'neath the lemon trees,
In the orchard where the breeze
Carries her scecnt for miles around;
It might be there that she is found."
At that point the clock struck four,
When a knocking at the door,
Informed the Earl that Lady Grey,
Had gone to town for three whole days.
He called his butler "Hello, Henry"
And Henry answered cordially
Said Earl "Have my apologies ...
"It looks like it's just me for tea!"
05/05/2009
Pet Hates
Habits that offend the ears
They are a few pet hates of mine
That developed through the years:
I'd like to start with something
which, I'm sure you will agree
Shows off the ignoramus
To the very top degree ...
"Haitch" cannot be standed!
"Haitch" is not a word!
"Haitch" just makes my skin crawl
Every time it's heard!
Next we have the anaphors,
Reflexive through and through ...
"Myself" needs a "me" or "I",
"Yourself" requires a "you".
Glottal stops instead of "T"
I think should just be barred;
"Water", "shorter", "better", "wetter"
Is it really quite this hard?
"Who" is for the subject
Of the sentence you last said,
"Whom" is for the object,
Not just to sound learned
Don't even get me started on
The use of apostrophes ....
That is better left until
My rant on orthography
But worst of all are linguists,
Who try to maintain these rules
Which were thrown out of the window,
Leaving but well-spoken fools!
22/04/2009
Classifieds
I need a pair that's comfortable that rarely ever shows.
I'd like them to be pretty, I'd prefer if they were white,
So that I can wear them through the day and through the night.
I don't want to have a handkercheif that covers half my bum,
But I don't want them to be too big so I look like a Mum!
I'd prefer them to be made from either cotton, silk or satin,
I'd like it if they flattered me; A pair to not-look-fat-in!
I really shall not bore you with my pants, so I'll be brief;
Once I have a brand new pair it will be such a relief!
So please reader, I ask you, if you have some size 8 pants,
Please send them in the 1st class post to Newbury, Nr. Hants!
P.s Need I remind you of my fear of the unclean;
When I receive your tanga briefs they must be quite pristine,
I will return to sender if they are anything but new,
I hope that you will understand; I hate the sight of ... erm ... dirt.
13/04/2009
The Untimely Demise of the Easter Bunny
To make my way to work,
When something on the motorway
Stopped me with quite a jerk!
I stopped the car to have a look
At what was laying there...
It was white, red and bloody,
But looked quite like a hare!
Clutched in its grip; a basket
With eggs of colours bright!
I took a breath and stepped right back,
It gave me such a fright ...
I'd hit the easter bunny!
He flew over my car!!
He'd bounced along the outside lane,
He really went quite far!
His ears had flopped over his face,
His eyes rolled in his head,
His tail was but a bloody stump,
Oh god! He's really dead!!!
His arms were all but broken,
His legs had lost their hop!
His nose was still a-smokin',
This road was his last stop.
I had to act and act I did;
I pulled him out of sight,
I parked the car and waited
'til I could bury him at night.
I took him deep into the woods
And dug a shallow pit,
(I had to fold his corpse in half
To make sure he could fit.)
Now Easter's here and, alas,
No eggs have come today!
For the Easter Bunny's dead,
'Cause he got in my way!
But there is a happy ending,
To this terrible tale of woe!
I can still get chocolate eggs!
Thank goodness for Tescos!
23/02/2009
The Trouble With Hats
they never fit cats ears
Which always get terribly cold.
They're either to small to fit them in all,
Or too big for cat heads to hold!
And problems arise when
They make them from mice then
The cats can't control their own paws!
They attack their own head piece,
And make bloody mischeif
When their hat is stone dead on the floor!
And as for hats, it's not just with cats that
The problems continue to show.
A cap on a tree will hardly still be
For with hats, small saplings outgrow!
A birch tree is after a black balaclava,
Since it's deer stalker is sadly no more,
The birch is still wanting a warm woollen coating,
For winters can be rather raw!
So hats aren't the best for,
Preventing nose, cold and chest sore,
If their wearer is unable to wear!
So may I suggest scarf, gloves, coat and a vest,
To make up for inadequate headwear.