Poetry, Uncategorized

HAPPY DAZE

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(With a little inspiration from Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1806 – 1861)

How do i love thee? Let me count the ways:
Silver, shimmering seaside days.
Summer sunshine happiness
In a floaty, cotton dress –
Lying on a beach in a state of near undress –
Feeling sun-bathed pebbles press against my chest,
Plunging into sparkling sea
Cool and deep and blue and free.
Greasy, garlic, blushing shrimps
Licked off sandy fingertips,
Toasting golden ends of day
With a dripping glass of Chardonnay.
Oh, let me count the ways
I’m happy on these sunny days.

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Poetry, Uncategorized

HOW HOT YOU GOT

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Our dearest, darling Emmsy-tot

Who was that silly clumsy clot

Who spilled the scalding supper pot?

Your limbs were burned and got too hot

As beastly flames they upped and hopped

Upon your lovely legs and bot,

Over arms and toes they got,

It must have really hurt a lot!

Sat upon your Gertrude’s cot,

All bare-naked, ‘sans coulottes’

And slowly getting bottom-rot.

Through smeary tears and dripping snot,

Theatre, dressings, ouchy what-not,

You’ll feel it’s all a heap of rot,

But in time the pain will be forgot –

We’re awed at all the strength you’ve got.

For you we’ve got a real soft-spot

And think of you a mighty lot.

Despite the current grizzly-grot

You burns will matter not a jot

When you’re the brand-new Queen of Swat,

A cute & cured Nairobi sex-pot,

Cruising in a swanky soft-top,

Or lounging on a rich man’s yacht

Having won the Sweepstake Jackpot

And grooving to a funky-foxtrot.

I would send blooms and wine, the lot

A choccie cake and tea in a pot,

But dipsy ditties are all I’ve got –

So I’m sending you ALL the love we’ve got,

Knowing you’ll soon come out TOP!

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