“Shall we go Parranda, Miranda?”

“Shall we go Parranda, Miranda?”

“Shall we go Parranda, Miranda?”

asked Prospero, with a wry smile.

“Father, you are all a lather,

if you think we can spend a while

in doing so. The answer, it is, ‘No!’ “

My son, Noah.

My son, Noah,

is building a boat…

I wish he’d get a proper job,

to keep this family afloat.

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My son Noah,

Is predicting some rain;

and he’s saving up for that rainy day,

he’s being such a pain.

.

And, now, he want’s a puppy –

in fact he’s wanting two.

He’s never wanted a pet before,

what is a parent to do.

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And then he says he wants to go to sea,

to sail the ocean blue,

but we reckon he’ll be seasick,

before he’s left the quay.

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Our son, Noah,

is building a boat,

and it’s gonna be a big one,

judging by the cheque that I just wrote.

The Parrot and the Cat

Parrot and Cat

sat still upon the mat,

that they ‘had’ been told to stay on ;

Parrot had grumbled about it,

Cat had just relaxed,

‘It is what it is.’ said the Cat,

and nonchalantly taxed herself not a bit.

The Parrot went over all the things he would say,

when released from the confines, they were;

he’d many a fine word,

that at odd times he had heard,

that would embarrass a mangy old cur.

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However, Cat was soft,

and began to purr,

so Parrot lay down beside her;

and, soon, they were softly snoring,

happily, a thing upon which the both of them could concur.

Bee Kind

It isn’t difficult to be kind

to bee kind,

and you really don’t

have to be cruel

to gruel;

or leave a friend behind

when they are unable to find

a spring with which to unwind;

and many a worm will turn

from doing evil

to a passing weevil;

it’s not hard

to discard

the loyalty card

when it’s full to bursting,

in return for a Grecian urn,

if you are owed two,

or none at all

by a tall nun.

So, be kind,

and bee kind

will bee fine.

Nothing means nothing (from a song that I am working upon).

Nothing means nothing to some people,

And some people mean nothing to me.

A Bee and a Butterfly went to Sea.

A Bee and a Butterfly went to sea

in a dark blue sailing boat;

whilst on the sea,

they drank green tea,

and had no adventures to note.

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But, on the way back,

the sky turned black,

the boat capsized and sank.

‘Oh, no!’ you cried, ‘They must have died!

Or what Saviour can we thank?’

.

However, the Bee and the Butterfly

did not die,

they simply flew away,

to sail again, upon glistening seas,

on some such other day .

There was a B

There was a ‘B’,

an ‘e’

and another ‘e’.

All flying around my head.

It didn’t bother me…

much!

Letters are harmless,

because – here’s the thing –

unlike Bees,

they just don’t sting.

The Cat’ and the Apostrophe

The Cat’ and the Apostrophe

was never going to end well.

Moth Myth

Contrary to myth, a moth never seeks for fame.

Looe Island Haiku

This is Looe Island,

it looks like a schoolboy’s cap,

and the gulls live there.

The ‘R’ Word

Never say the ‘R’ word*

when afloat, or upon a boat,

it might send your hungry mutt overboard;

though, if completely wet,

they can only get drier –

and they will still be adored,

at home, in front of the drying fire.

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• = R*b*i*