Apology to a spider – second leg – Rapid rhyme #29

I’m sorry Mrs Spider that I destroyed your home

I merely wished to walk your way whilst on my morning roam

I hope you soon restore the mess that I so rudely made

Please send the bill to me at once, it will be swiftly paid!

 

I went the same way once again to see if she was there

I found a cup and saucer smashed and half a broken chair

Her neighbour said she’d moved away, we talked of this and that

I understand that she has moved into a brand new flat

Police image of the perpetrator at the scene of the crime

First leg is here.

Lundi limerick #102

A young man who lives in Devizes

has ears of varying sizes

They grow and they shrink

and you really would think

that he’d easily win many prizes

Devizes is a market town and civil parish in the centre of Wiltshire, England.  It has nearly five hundred listed buildings, some notable churches, a town hall and a green in the centre of the town.  The town developed around Devizes Castle, built by Osmund, Bishop of Salisbury in 1080, but it is not mentioned in the Domesday Book. Because the castle was on the boundaries of the manors of Rowde, Bishops Cannings, and Potterne it became known as the castrum ad divisas (“the castle at the boundaries”), hence the name Devizes.  

Song Lyric Sunday – August 30 2020 – My California

Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs. Today Jim has given us the task of choosing a song that has one or more of the the words Cruel, Evil, Horrible, Monster, or Wicked in the title, or lyrics. I like monsters, so have chosen a song called My California by Beth Hart. She normally dedicates this song to her husband and, when she finishes the song, he often comes on stage and gives her a kiss and a hug!

Beth is married to her road manager Scott Guetzkow, and currently resides in Los Angeles. Her manager is David Wolff. She has had a troubled life and has struggled with alcohol and drug addiction and bi-polar disorder, but has been sober for a number of years using religion and practicing transcendental meditation.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

First I offer you a recording from the performance “Live at The Royal Albert Hall” from 4 May 2018. The venue really is magnificent and all artists are thrilled to perform there. You may get carried away and watch the whole performance – I did!

Now here is the original recording from the album My California which was the fifth studio album by Beth Hart, released in 2010. 

My California

Beth Hart

Calling California is there anybody home
Hello California won’t you please pick up the phone
I wanna say I love you but I’m a million miles away
And I am thinking of you I miss you and LA

For you and you alone I’ll lay my monsters down
And we’ll watch the sun come up over California
For you and you alone I’ll find my way back home
And I’ll love you like the sun loves California
You’re my California

I have made you suffer left you waiting in the rain
While I was chasing demons in the deserts of my pain
You know me better than the poison in my veins
So my love remember when God forgets my name

For you and you alone I’ll lay my monsters down
And I’ll watch the sun come up over California
For you and you alone I’ll find my way back home
And I’ll love you like the sun loves California
My California

I wanna feel the ocean breeze
Let the waves wash over me
I’ll leave my winters in the sand
Hey California, California

For you and you alone I’ll lay my monsters down
And we’ll watch the sun come up over California
For you and you alone I’ll find my way back home
And I’ll love you like the sun loves California
California, you’re my California

My California, you’re my California

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Rune Westberg / Beth Hart

My California lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Lundi limerick #101

Epsom is known for its horses

and magnesium rich water sources

The Derby takes place

a most famous race

on one of the country’s best courses

Epsom is a town in Surrey, England, approximately 13.5 miles (21.7 km) south of central London. The town is recorded as Ebbesham in the 13th century, probably derived from the name of a Saxon landowner. Founded as a spring line settlement where the permeable chalk of the North Downs meets the impermeable London Clay, Epsom developed as a spa town in the Georgian period. The mineral waters were found to be rich in magnesium sulphate, which became known as Epsom salts. 

Each year, on the first Saturday in June, Epsom Downs Racecourse holds The Derby, the most prestigious of the five Classic flat season horse races.

Derby is pronounced DARBY, and Epsom laid claim before Kentucky did!

Song Lyric Sunday – August 23 2020 – Heaven Knows there are plenty of mentions of Below

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Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs. This week Jim asks us for a song with a title, or lyrics, containing one of the following words: Above /Below /Between.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries here.

This week I reckon I’ve got a real corker of a song for you. Not only that, but I also have an exclusive clip of what Jim has been doing during lockdown. You may be surprised to hear that he’s been doing some pretty serious dance classes and I have installed a secret camera in the dance studio to catch Jim in action. First though, here is The Pretty Reckless with Heaven Knows. The song is from their second studio album, Going To Hell, released in 2014.

Heaven Knows – Isle of Wight festival 2014

Here is the official video

Unfortunately, Jim got to my post and deleted the footage of him dancing. Instead he inserted a recording of his dance instructor

Heaven Knows

The Pretty Reckless

Jimmy’s in the back with a pocket of high
If you listen close
You can hear him cry
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Sing it
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Way down below, way down below

Judy’s in the front seat picking up trash
Living on the dough
Gotta make that cash
Won’t be pretty
Won’t be sweet
She’s just in here on her feet

Sing it
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Go
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Sing
Tell her so
We belong way down below
Oh oh, tell her so
We belong way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below

I’ve got what it takes, man
I see every day
I’ve got a better wise man
I know that I worth

One, two, three and four
The devil’s knocking at your door
Caught in the eye of a dead man’s wife
Show you life with your head up high
Now you’re on your knees
With your head down low
Big mental, she wear it to go
Tell her it’s good
Tell her okay
Don’t do a God thing they say

Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Oh oh, tell her so
We belong way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below

I’ve got a better wise man
I know that I worth
I’ve got what it takes, man
I see every day

Jenna’s in the back with a pocket of high
If you listen close
You can hear the crying
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Oh oh, tell her so
We belong way down below
Oh oh, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Oh oh, tell her so
We belong way down below

Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Ben Phillips / Taylor Momsen

Heaven Knows lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

I aint no hippy!

Over on Weekly Prompts the site shared by GC, themainaisle.com and SueW,  nansfarm.net the Weekend Challenge is Flower Power!

I’ve never partaken in these challenges, but when I saw the post today it triggered an immediate poem that, under normal circumstances, would have ended up as one of my Rapid Rhymes. Since I’m here, the poem is writ, and I saw this earlier today: (which I’ll leave to Sue to explain!!!)

I thought that I would offer you:

I aint no hippy

I missed the swinging sixties

with jeans and beads and hair

They say if you remember them

it proves you were not there

Well I was wearing uniform

no jeans or hair allowed

Each day was fully occupied

we couldn’t join the crowd

At least I got past 27

there’s many folk did not

Succumbed to sex and rock and roll

and drugs including pot

Still, p’raps I made up later

or p’raps I was a saint

Afraid I am not telling

A hippie I sure aint!

I Know A Predator When I See One — Life in the Boomer Lane

Renee has hit the nail smack bang on the head with her assessment of the man pretending to be POTUS!

A predator in the animal kingdom is defined as an animal that kills or eats other animals for food. The most successful predators are not necessarily the biggest and the strongest. They are the ones with the sharpest predatory instincts. They are fast. They have heightened senses. They have good camoflage. They can attack without their prey ever sensing […]

I Know A Predator When I See One — Life in the Boomer Lane