Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, January 05, 2007

My Christmas Holiday


I went to the UK
And had a great time
It's a place of great beauty
And history and crime

Azza got married
Leah did too
I was the best man
Mr. Sheen shined my shoe

'Coz I couldn't find polish
I couldn't find gel
I couldn't use cufflinks
But the day still went well

Pontypridd was the place
Where those two tied the knot
That's over in Wales
Where the weather is hot*

I stayed with my parents
Off the Bakerloo line
We ate Christmas breakfast
And drank all Dad's wine

I met up with Cat
Where my brother once stayed
In old Shepherd's Bush -
The expat enclave

Geoff D came over
From France, if you please
He has grown more accustomed
To fine wine and cheese

A week was too short
Now I'm back in Honkers
I can't sleep at night
My body clock's bonkers

But I've heaps more time off
Pretty soon, never fear
God bless the invention
Of Chinese New Year



*not

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Limerick Town



After the deluge of creativity that came with my first limerick post, I thought I'd encourage all you budding wordsmiths out there to have another crack. This time I will provide the first line and you have to finish it. Your time starts.... now.

There once was a man young man from China

OR

There once was a woman from China

What are you waiting for?

Friday, September 08, 2006

Rhyme time ain't no crime... dime


Ok, I'm sitting here planning some creative writing lessons for the youngsters at my school. It occurred to me how much I used to enjoy reading and writing limericks. So I'd like to ask people to compose a limerick to describe their current state of mind. I'll go first:

I've found that my place of employment
Can be lacking a sense of enjoyment
It's like watching paint dry
Got to make the time fly
Only two words that rhyme with enjoyment

Ok, so that was pretty crap… how about this one? Born out of frustration after being unable to get off the train due to pusherinerers (yes, it's a real word).

There once was a place called Hong Kong
To which millions of people belong
I had thought that a few
Would have learned how to queue
But now, so it seems, I was wrong

Your turn....


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