Half past nine -
Hope the train's on time!
Half past ten -
Here we go again!
Half past eleven -
On our way to Devon.
Half past twelve -
Rock pools in which to delve
Half past one -
Life's just so much fun!
Half past two -
Dad says it's time for a brew
Half past three -
I wonder what's for tea?
Half past four -
We're out of the door!
Half past five -
We all feel so alive!
Half past six -
Off to see the flicks
Half past seven -
This is my idea of heaven
Half past eight -
Tomorrow is coming and
I just can't wait!
Your PH name is easY to remember, as I may be able to recall 'Ton of Sand'. Y, oh Y would I do THAT! ? Let me read another from you.
My wife and I visited Scotland [ I was 'Screaming and Kicking', (the title of my latest poem here) . ] We boated to an island where Mary Queen of Scots lived for her protection in her teens.
Half past nine - your poem is sure fine. Let me see another.....PLEASE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Welcome to PH, 'new poet'. bri (edwards) p.s. I have been to Scotland but have no photos to prove it.
I have plenty of photos to prove it and the frostbite, tick and midge bites as well!
TRY to control your ENTHUSIASM Mr. Sandy! ! All too soon you shall be 'over the hill' (old or at least worn out) and ready for a rocking chair; mine does not rock.
I bought a kit for one years ago in my twenties. Unfortunately it was poorly made and had to have bits chopped off to fit properly and glued together to hold bits in place
Now to read your poem.... btw, Belle is not a bad one to comment on your poem. She and I both enjoy humor, which you mentioned also in your bio here. : )
I have a fanzine editor, who grimaces at my puns and groans at my misery (you haven't seen all I've written yet, especially The Christmas epic)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Half past nine, your rhymes were just fine. Half past ten, start all over again. Fun!
Yes this was in the same kind of vein as John Betjamin or Pam Ayres - light and frivolous