An Orpington lass name of Beth
had amazingly pungent bad breath
Her friends knew so well
to avoid the rank smell
lest they suffered a horrible death
Category: friends
Happy Christmas
Merry Christmas Everyone. Blessings to you and those you love.
Smile time #1
There are many things in life that make me smile, and I like to smile! It is so much easier than frowning, or grimacing.
I have decided to, occasionally, pass things on that I happen across that have made me smile. The first is something that I included in a comment on Colleen Brown’s lovely blog, The Chatter Blog. If you’ve never read any of Colleen’s words, or seen her delightful drawings, I can guarantee that you will find many a smile amongst her wise words and insightful sketches.
So, without further ado, here is my very first Smile time! The Ging Gang Goolie song.
It’s a gibberish song, widely spread around the world and popular among Scouts and Girl Guides as a campfire “round”. Originally Scandinavian. Sounds as though these are East European children. I bet you smiled!
Twittering Tales #144 – 9 July 2019
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution, which, this week, differs from my normal, but I like it. I hope you do!
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by Lisa Fotios @ Pexels.com
Party in perpetuity
Same house,
same party,
same day,
same time.
Every year!
Same laughs,
same jokes,
same lives,
same folks.
Very queer!
Same food,
same plates,
same drinks,
same mates.
Full of cheer!
Not the same,
we died that day,
we come forlorn,
and not to play,
but
shed a tear!
(247 characters)
Twittering Tales #133 – 23 April 2019
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by WikiImages at Pixabay.com
The Stag Night (Batchelor Party, Bucks Night)
Hey guys, this was a great idea.
How did you manage to arrange the simulation in so short a time?
I guess this has to be the best stag night ever!
With so much booze, and the suit, and lights, and everything, it really does feel as if I’m weightless.
Hey guys, where are you?
Guys?????
(280 characters)
Lundi limerick #31
A viper, my friend, name of Fred
took to sleeping with me in my bed
He was really adoring
apart from his snoring
which made me move out to my shed
Pinpricks of light amid the darkness — bluebird of bitterness
Quokkas twice in a day has to be some sort of record.
Apart from that, this is really lovely, and well worth a look at the original too. There are some nice people around, and you don’t have to look far to find them!
Recently Sunny Skyz posted a collection of the most wholesome tweets of 2018. I’m recycling a few of my favorites here. See them all here.
via Pinpricks of light amid the darkness — bluebird of bitterness
Rapid Rhyme #6
This poem was inspired by Colleen’s post Not alone. On looking back, I find that my last Rapid Rhyme was also inspired by Colleen whose magnificent blog you can find here.
If you have not read anything of C Faherty Brown’s words, nor seen her delightful, and insightful, drawings, then I would recommend that you delve into them. Her books, too, are a joy, and her latest, “The Sentinel”, also features a tree. It truly is a magnificent story which, uncharacteristically, features not a single picture. The words themselves are picture enough.
This is what Colleen inspired:
By the tree
in the tree
playfully
you and me
went on dates
__.__
Girl and boy
fun ahoy
boy oh boy
what a joy
consummates
__.__
Shared a life
man and wife
free from strife
love was rife
best of mates
I am Thankful — The happy Quitter!
We do not celebrate Thanksgiving in the UK. Perhaps we should.
In any case, I am thankful for many things, and often take those things for granted.
Thank you to all bloggers, whether I follow you, or not. Thank you for being part of a good world, and for sharing freely with others. Thank you to Bridget for posting this!
For the wife Who says it’s hot dogs tonight Because she is home with me And not out with someone else. For the husband Who is on the sofa Being a couch potato Because he is home with me And not out at the bars. For the teenager Who is complaining about doing dishes Because […]
Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 28/10/2018
OK, I know it’s Monday. So, what if I am a little late? I can cope with that, I’m retired!
My first thought for Helen’s prompt of give/giving was to offer you I gave you all by Mumford and Sons. If you want to, you can still listen to it here.
The problem with SLS is that I tend to get carried away when researching what to offer. I end up, every week, spending time listening to loads of music when I really should be doing other things. It’s a great problem to have!!!!!!
If you want to take part, or wish to listen to all the other musical offerings, you can find everything here.
I finally settled on another Mumford and Sons song, Awake my soul – Live at Red Rocks. It doesn’t really fit in directly with the prompt, apart from the fact that the group give a fantastic performance, they really enjoy it, as do the audience, and I hope that you will too!
Awake My Soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker
Songwriters: Benjamin Walter David Lovett / Edward James Milton Dwane / Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford / Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall
Awake My Soul lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
