Snippets
These are bite sized oysters of fun with an occasional pearl of wisdom.
Some were written to amuse my grandchildren or young friends; some just to amuse me!
Some were written to amuse my grandchildren or young friends; some just to amuse me!
First Love
When first you fall in love The world is created anew But beware the moon and the stars above If the object you worship is you! Like a Cow The goose says honk The dog says woof The little cat says miaow. What would the world Be coming to If they all mooed Like a cow! |
Truth
Truth has many faces And each one lisps a lie To those who view its visage With undiscerning eye. Abacus The little abacus was feeling very cross 'cos it's pretty beads were jumbled all around. Until you came along with a cheery little song and quickly helped it count out fifty pounds. |
It All Depends
The world is hot The world is cold The world is both if truth be told. The world is big The world is small Depends from where you view it all. The Beetle A tiny beetle* So they say Looks to the stars To guide its way. With so many Shining through I should feel Quite tiny too. * Dung beetle |
Bounce Bounce
You will bounce bounce bounce along the ground, You will bounce bounce bounce along the ground, At the end of Princes Street your body will be found, For you'll bounce bounce bounce along the ground. The Fly The small house fly To you and I Lives but briefly Then t'will die. But tests reveal It must feel Time less thief-ly Bye to steal. |
Days
Days come Days go They're gone Before you know. Apology Darling you remember That ring you loved to wear? I took it to the pawnshop And I must have left it there. (Not actually true!) Love When love is in the air That's when I'll be there. When love is all around That's where I'll be found. |
Let Them Say!
If you're still young and sprightly They'll say you are unsightly; And if you're old and grey They'll say you're had your day. A Parody There is a garden in her face With lots of weeds around the place And dandelions growing free And thorns and thistles there to see. And everyone who sees her mug Says "there's a garden needing dug". With apologies to Thomas Campion's 'Cherry-Ripe' |