Magpie Tales

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 Passed!

I had to pass her, Mrs. B;

She would keep making eyes at me,
Her nineteenth test, she couldn’t drive,
But she was “eating me alive.”
Those mini skirts, revealing thighs
Up to and beyond her eyes.
Couldn’t see where she was going,
Blond fringe ever over flowing,
And, ah, me, that seductive smile,
As we zigzagged every mile,
Three point turn in twenty four,
 couldn’t take it any more.
So I lost my head and passed her,
Hoping to avoid disaster.
So, on the road she takes her place.

Be warned, people, watch this space.

28.10.11

           

STUPID DUCK

I said, “If I were you, I’d stay

On the pond, it’s your unlucky day;”

I knew, with his luck

He’d become Crispy Duck.

Oh, I’m no good at this sort of thing.

Magpie Tales

STUPID DUCK

I said, “If I were you, I’d stay

On the pond, it’s your unlucky day;”

I knew, with his luck

He’d become Crispy Duck.

Oh, I’m no good at this sort of thing.

Magpie TalesMAGPIE TALES

“THE LITTLE KING"

“So like him,” she thought as she walked past

His, (as she called it,) “stupid still life thing,”

“….Arrangement…..”  surely it could not be classed

As that; cold coffee, local rag and….king?

A little plaster model, and so small

Now chipped and faded, destined for the bin.

It, and the mug, she’d like to see them fall,

The coffee drench the king and then begin

To seep and spread, spoiling his pride and joy,

(Oh, yes! To see his disappointed rage,)

Half finished canvas painting, and, oh boy!

His silly smiling face soaked off the page. 

10.10.

 

ELEPHANT WITH WINGS

I’ve  been given these wings for my birthday

My ears just aren’t quite big enough,

I can fly in my dreams,

But on waking, it seems

That I’m too big for this sort of stuff.

I really am quite disappointed;

I can’t seem to get off the ground,

I watched Dumbo do it,

And thought, “nothing to it,”

But I’m too heavy, too fat and too round.