Monthly Archives: August 2017

In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA mighty pleasuredome decree…

And that is about all that I can remember

Of that classic piece of poetry.
There was something about ‘Alf’ and some ‘caverns’

But, I will have to look the poem up

To see what it was all about;

And, no doubt,

I shall learn it well

Before the next time

Kubla Khan I have to tell.

PS that last bit may be ironic – it just may. G:)

I type these words

And make mistakes

(As I often do when talking).
However, I can always

Edit my typing before I present it;

Whereas, when I have said something bad

I may have cause to resent it.
NB my typing is not the best.

The sign says ‘closed’

‘Back Soon’

‘Gone to ground’

‘Visiting the Moon’

‘Out to Lunch’

‘Investigating a hunch’

Or

‘Eating “crunch!” ‘

And other fun things.
But, I’ll be back tout suite

Or sooner

Or not

I have lots of stuff to do

Though, I don’t know what –

Should have made a list

Checked it twice

And found out who’s

The next Doctor.
Anyway, please amuse yourselves

Whilst I am away

And I hope, then,

That the Sun will have shone.

So, 

I’ll be back

Soon;

In the future

Probably

Most definitely;

When all the past has gone.

Cure For a Broken Crown
Ingredients:

Vinegar

Paper (brown)
Method:

Wrap vinegared brown paper around head
Result:

Probably a mess

But, some of these old remedies are said to work.

If I wrote my words on paper,

Handwritten,

And popped the poem

Or story

Or scrap of dialogue 

Into a bottle;

And then stoppered the bottle

And dropped the bottle and its message

Into the midst of an ocean…
would you still read my words?

Hannah was a spanner.

Nigel was a rule.

Hannah was dating a hammer,

Though she normally didn’t;

And neither did Nigel –

As a rule.
Elsie was a file,

And Bronwyn was a clamp;

Ginaldo was a pair of pliers

And Mactavish was a ramp.
In the workshop

They were stored

In a tool-box made of wood

But they weren’t used all that often

For their owner

At DIY

Wasn’t any good.