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Rear Admiral Appassionata
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Old age memories
My forgetter's getting better, But my rememberer is broke To you that may seem funny But, to me, that is no joke For when I'm 'here' I'm wondering If I really should be 'there' And, when I try to think it through, I haven't got a prayer! Oft times I walk into a room, Say 'what am I here for?' I wrack my brain, but all in vain! A zero, is my score. At times I put something away Where it is safe, but, Gee! The person it is safest from Is, generally, me! When shopping I may see someone, Say 'Hi' and have a chat, Then, when the person walks away I ask myself, 'who the heck was that? Yes, my forgetter's getting better While my rememberer is broke, And it's driving me plumb crazy And that isn't any joke.
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Cheers MIKE. |
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Admiral Maestoso
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: UK
Posts: 6,322
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That was a good song, I like your poem Mike. Here is another one.
Just a line to say I'm living That I'm not among the dead. Though I'm getting more forgetful And so mixed up in the head. I got used to my arthritis To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But, Oh God, I miss my mind. For sometimes I can't remember When I stand at the foot of the stairs, If I must go up for something Or I just came down from there. And before the fridge so often My poor mind is filled with doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out? And there's times when it is darkened With my night cap on my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed. So, if it's my turn to write you There's no need for getting sore. I may think that I have written, And don't want to be a bore. So remember that I love you, And I wish that you were near. Now it's time to post this letter So must say goodbye, my dear. Here I stand beside the mail box With a face so very red, Instead of mailing you my letter, I have opened it instead! Margaret |
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Commodore con Forza
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I wish it was my only problem, I'm sitting in front of the B... computer again, wife gone to golf for the day, district nurse is due any time now to do do stuff to me.
Margaret could you write that in a Pam Ayres accent? at least this thread is making us laugh |
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Admiral Maestoso
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: UK
Posts: 6,322
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Sorry I am not too good at her accent.
This is what Francis Duggan wrote about her. A marvellous woman so witty and bright And her whimsical verses are born of delight And with the finest of poets she is one who can rate And Pam Ayres is a name that we must celebrate. And though some literary critics they do not rate her high They cannot down grade her though hard they do try And they failed to stop Pam in her rise to renown It's so true a great talent cannot be kept down. Her beautiful smile adorns her pretty face And her infectious humour not hard to embrace With immortal humourists like Lear and Belloc she is one who compare And people like her sad to say seem so rare. In years she is one who is beyond her prime But she remains the queen of the humorists of rhyme She is one who was born with the great gift of song And if you cannot find a laugh in her verses with you something wrong. Whenever I feel down and burdened by cares I open a book of the poems of Pam Ayres And she brings some happiness into my day For she has me laughing my worries away. Margaret |
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Admiral Maestoso
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: UK
Posts: 6,322
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Old is when.
Your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and, make love" and you answer, "Honey, I can't do both!" Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot. A sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker opens the garage door. Going bra-less pulls all the wrinkles out of your face. You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along. When you are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police. "Getting a little action" means I don't need to take any fibre today. "Getting lucky" means you find your car in the parking lot. An "all nighter" means not getting up to pee. Margaret |
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