Jambojersey On Treasured Proverbs. Poem by Anthony Fry

Jambojersey On Treasured Proverbs.



A boring woman is one who tells you.
Every time you enquire how she is.
One man's loss is that other man's gain.
You thought best things in life were free.
People are always spreading rumours.
But what else is it they can spread lies.
Fling enough mud and some will stick.
Things don't change they stay as they are.
A friend in need is a true friend indeed.
With friends like you who needs enemies.
When your out of sight your out of mind.
But absence makes a heart grow fonder.
Daylight robbery just changed it's name.
Might well be hung for a sheep as a lamb.
I feel very conceited when spoken about.
I don't like whats said behind my back.
When you think you are wrong admit it.
When your thinking your right shut up.
Don't count your chickens till they hatch.
Foolish asks how longs a piece of string.

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