Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: playful

  • A Little Poem on the Way to the Optician

    Here is a little poem I wrote on the bus on my way to see the optician — a homage to the late, great Spike Milligan. Mind you, he’d probably say, if I can see the optician, why am I bothering to go? Hello,I’m a crow,Now I said it,It’s time to go,Time does flyAnd so…

  • Ode to Feet

    Plates of meat,That do defeatLogic and rhyme. Malodorous, odorous,With a characterAll their own —No wonder I’mStood here on my own. Fetid and reeking,Put me right off eating.Don’t get me wrong —By God, they pong. They’ve got quite niftySomewhat,Rather swiftly. What a pen and ink,It makes youStop and think…Ripe like Camembert. God, they stink!Don’t kiss and…