Over the next five weekdays I give you…
A Limerick every other day
To keep my Covid Blues away …
Suzie gets what Suzie wants
When Suzie starts to cry
No wonder why
Her little sigh
Can always make me cringe and die.
Lustic Limerick #4
Tag Archives: crying
What Did You Do In The War, Grandad?
A recruitment poster from 1915. It was released to encourage enlistment in World War 1. (Wikipedia)
What did you do in the war, grandad?
What did you do in the war, grandad,
The war against Covid Nineteen?
What did you do to help, grandad,
Before they found the vaccine?
What did you do in the war, grandad,
Yes, That war of Twenty-Twenty?
The war in which so many died, grandad,
Bet you helped aplenty?
What did you do in the war, grandad,
That war against the virus?
Were you one of the brave, grandad,
Who fought so hard to save us?
Well, I stayed at home and watched, darling,
I just shut myself away,
Yes, I stayed indoors and cried, dear,
Too frightened to go out and play.
Two Word Tales: #1
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Two words
‘Get lost’
They hurt
I cried
My ‘Two Word’ Verses
Throughout this week, I shall publish each day one of a series of short verses which, together, by the end of the week, will have told a story.
In Vino Veritas
Photo: WHB – Devon 2019 . . . ©
In Vino Veritas
Truth …
In wine?
Pull the other one.
Stick it on me, babe
I’ll believe it when I feel it
Next you’ll be persuading me
Love is blind
When everyone knows
However fickle
It’s in the beholder’s ken
The plaything of their whim
Their only hope for the future
Then
You’ll be saying
Time flies
When we all know
It sinks and swims
Runs and stutters
Can’t make its mind up
Whether to be patient
Or restive
Anxious or unhurried
And as for
Life being for living
Non sequiturs
Don’t come better than that
Its for laughing
For crying
But….
Above all it’s for dying
For returning to the earth which spawned us
For calling time on the pain of living
For …
And this we must remember …
As the old song goes
You can’t have one without the other.
Sic transit gloria mundi
