The fellow from Brighton

There was a young fellow from Brighton

Who put on a mask folks to frighten

One look in the mirror

Sent him all a quiver

That scary young fellow from Brighton

Warning: don't read this if you are easily offended.

There was a young lass from Brazil

Who forgot she was not on the pill

She went out with a bloke

And had a quick poke

That pregnant young lass from Brazil

So…

So… (26 Oct. 14)

So two became one

And the dark nights begun

Thick jumpers and soup

And nights by the fire

With cocoa and book

Until spring comes again

To brighten things up

Halloween

Halloween (25 Oct. 14)

Halloween is on its way

The trick or treaters at your door

You wish they'd all just go away

So you can get up from the floor

 

 

The cat II

The cat II (24 Oct. 14)

The cat sat on the mat

So the child's rhyme goes

Not this cat

This cat sat on the chair

The bed

The sofa

The dining table

The opened-out cardboard box

Anywhere but the mat!

Sorry.

Sorry about all the poetry, if you can call it that. The verses just pop into my head and rather than waste them I decided to inflict them upon the readers of this blog.
I hope some of them are good, I know some are poor but they arrive along with the better ones and I can't help but set them down as well.
Anyway, I hope at least some are enjoyable and I will continue sticking them down as they turn up. ttfn
Peace and Love x

The cat

The cat (24 Oct. 14)

The sleeping cat

Is all a-twitch

He's counting sheep

Or chasing bunnies.

But cats can't count

Or perhaps they can

And keep it secret

To fool the likes of me

Who think they can't.