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Friday, July 10, 2026

Moving On. Comical poem 804 by Angela Lansbury

When you know it's time that you were moving on

There's no turning back, you must be strong

It doesn't matter who was right or wrong

If you don't belong together, time for moving on 





There's plenty more fish in the sea

Plenty more flowers for the bee

Plenty more apples on the tree

Someone new for you and someone new for me


No point in looking back

In counting out the things we lack

The things we wish we never said

Or should have said - like unmade cakes inside your head


It's time to go far away, to find new friends

Who never met you, Won't recollect you

Won't stop to ask me what went wrong

Instead they sing a brand new song


So when they ask what brought you here

I'll smile and tell them with good cheer

I wanted something new to do

And I won't think of you.


I won't replay an endless loop

Like picking peas out of a soup

Instead I'll find a brand new group

And see how much I can recoup


And when I see the young teens crying

When elsewhere worse off folk are dying

I shall just feel like replying

They've gone, it's time for moving on.


There's plenty more fish in the sea

Plenty more flowers for the bee

Plenty more apples on the tree

Someone new for you and someone new for me.

-ends-



Monday, December 30, 2024

Nursery Rhyme, The Tree Comic Poem by Angela Lansbury number 494

 

 A nursery rhyme and repetitive song to teach English to children and non native speakers.

Angela Lansbury with lit tree at Brixton. Photo by Trevor Sharot.


The Tree

In the street, what did I see?

From the street I saw a tree

On day one I saw a tree

What did I see? I saw a tree

 

On that tree what did I see?

I saw a bird up in the tree

On that tree what did I see?

I saw two birds up in the tree

 

Up in the sky I saw a nest

What do I like most?

That was the best!

 I put a picture in the post.


On day two I saw two trees

What did I see, I saw two trees

Two singing birds

That’s what I heard

 

You can’t see anything after dark

After dark after dark

That is when they close the park

Close the park, close the park

 

Go in daytime to see the roses

See the roses, make some posies

After dark, the park closes,

The park closes, the park closes

 

On day four, guess what I saw!

Guess what I saw! Guess what I saw

On day four, an apple tree

My neighbour’s tree, an apple tree

 

That apple looked so good to me

Good to me, good to me

My neighbour said, take it please,

I hope you like it, it’s free

 

It is very good to munch

You can have it for your lunch

 I said, you are very kind

How did you see it? You’re half blind

 

He said, I’m only colour blind

He said, I don’t see red on green

You’d be surprised how much I’ve seen

You’d be surprised how much I’ve seen

 

Besides, there’s so much I can tell

From the touch, and from the smell

Here comes a cat, how do I know

The birds don’t sing. Where do they go?

 

The birds don’t say, I was here first

They don’t say, let cats do their worst

Wise birds don’t sing a tell tale song

They don’t say, I’m right, the cat’s wrong

 

The world is big, they fly away

 

The birds find somewhere else to play

That old cat will die one day

And birds come back another day.

 

In other countries, have a rest

And then come back, our welcome guests

The farmers say that birds are pests

A few are welcome, but not so many

 

Wise birds know when to stay or fly

Some build their nests high in the sky

Some like birds, some like cats

Some like both, I’ve heard of that

 

Some folk stay home, plant apple trees

Some build big boats and sail the seas

Some take gifts, and some take skills

Some work hard, and pay their bills

 

And at weekends stay home and rest

Admiring birds in their small nests

Some people say, I’ve done no wrong

I work, I play, I hear a song

 

I look out and what do I see?

A small bird singing in the tree

He sings for birds, not just for me

But good to hear we all agree

 

Oranges grow where it is hot

Apples grow where it is not

Bees in hives will make you honey

Good honey sells for lots of money

 

In tropics dates grown in the heat

Big juicy grapes, so good to eat

See rice, that’s nice, wines from grape vines

Pasta, wheat, dates, sell, buy, eat

 

Some like fruit, and some like greens

Some can’t eat fish, some won’t eat meat

Some like sugar, others don’t

And some guests will, whilst others won’t

 

So long as we can all agree

What they don’t eat leaves more for me

There’s many more apples if you plant a tree

More fish in tanks and a wider sea

 

Another small bird in that same tree

Another small bird in that same tree.

What do I see , a big oak tree

Yes, that’s what I see, a big oak tree

 

Under the tree, guess what I found

An acorn, small, and long, and round

After time a small acorn grows

To a big oak tree, everyone knows.

-ends-

Tuesday, October 29, 2024

Happy Thoughts For Miserable People - comic poem 476 by Angela Lansbury

Before today's delights of reading and writing

We heard chants, ballads and myths of monsters fighting

Previously we relied on muddled up dreams

But now we play dozens of games on little screens


Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

We have cars, buses and trains in all directions 

We have bus stations, coach stations, railway stations

Apps tell us bus times, journey times, lots of choices 

The best routes to our favourite destinations


We can plan with long lists of packing and shopping

Click and collect or delivery to the door

The alerts buy now, only today, not stopping

Choose quotations, proverbs, motivation, and more


So what prize from this choice of goods could I wish you?

A translated recipe for a tasty dish

The finest fruit basket or pretty fruit cocktail

With perfumed bouquets of fresh flowers, or tropical fish?

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Pastries, filled with pistacchio or ground almonds

Sprinkles decorating spirals of pink ice cream

Mocktails fizzing with bubbles, paper parasols

A sunny beach or balcony, a summer dream


A smiling, dimpled baby

A cute curly-haired child

Who loves the crowded city

Petals, perfume, nature and the wild


A very good start

A very kind heart

Be nobody's fool

At a very good school


A very good woman

A very strong man 

Money earning high interest in the bank

A beautifully big business plan


A job which you love

And challenging work

Colleagues who help

Employees who never shirk


A long-lived mother

A thoughtful lover

Modern decoration

A reliable, secure nation


Rainbows arching across the sky

A calm, blue gently undulating sea

A hand in hand bridal couple

Smiling happily, waving diamonds at me


A fashionable, colourful look

A best-selling reduced-price book

An encouraging, praise-filled friend

And a satisfying big e-bouquet of thanks at the end.

-ends-



Tuesday, October 24, 2023

If I Were You comic poem 349 by Angela Lansbury


Dear, if I were you

Then where would you be?

For if I were you

I could not be me


You'd have to be me!

If a butterfly

And I fluttered by

You would ask me why


If I were a bee

I would make honey

My boss the farmer

Would make more money


If I were a bird

I'd not say a word

No thoughts would be heard

If I were a bird


If I were a horse

I'd run fast, of course

Neigh 'til I was hoarse

If I were a horse


If I were a cat

I'd sleep on the mat

Not care about that

If I were a cat


If I were a cloud

I'd not laugh out loud

That is not allowed

If you are a cloud


If I were a tree

How odd that would be

I could not be me

If I were a tree


If we were all fish

In ponds, streams, or sea

Non-swimmers can't be

I'm lucky I'm me.


Now let's start again

Pretend we're all men

All cocks but no hens

Don't let's start again


Last, if I were you

That would never do

You know that it's true

I'm me, and you're you


Let's think about it

You'll never doubt it

Don't take thoughts too far!

Leave things like they are!

-ends-

Photo Angela Lansbury in butterfly pattern caftan.

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Wednesday, October 4, 2023

Bride Too B comic poem number 234 by Angela Lansbury


Some brides are never satisfied

Unless they arrive in a surprise

A bike, a bus, a camel ride

A gold cart and much more beside 



She wears something blue, lots of white

The dress is heavy, head is light 

Her mum thinks she's a pure delight

Admire or envy, what a sight



No ex boyfriends filled with lust

Cameras and videos you trust

Arrive early, not late, no rush

And speeches which won't make you blush



Everything should look enticing

Wedding cake with thick white icing

The wedding cake is filled with fruit

The groom wears a hired morning suit



Should you respect the soon to spouse

Should they respect contract and house

Can you take seriously the vows

Of someone dressed as Mickey Mouse


You want the bride to look her best

Not spill red wine on her white dress

The cake the best bakers could make

Don't carry and drop tiered wedding cake


Don't drive away or fly away

Stay in the same hotel today

The bridal suite - no-one let in

An apple pie bed is a sin


Cancel because the food is fish

The groom's Mum wants hog as the dish

A priest who's green, fat as a frog

A ring on a pillow brought by dog



I was witness on a cruise ship

Glad my couple had no blip

Recite the vows, remember it?

His fifth wedding, he made no slip


Make sure all's the best it could be

A happy day we all agree

For there is more joy yet to be

One and happy one makes three.

-ends-

Copyright Angela Lansbury. Please share links to your favourite poems.



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Saturday, March 25, 2023

Wild Otters Seen In Singapore Comic Poem 168 by Angela Lansbury

 


Wild Otters Seen in Singapore

Comic Poem 168

By Angela Lansbury

 

[10:30, 26/03/2023] Angela Lansbury BA Hons:

 

The otters came to eat pond fish

All three of them, a family

Large fish, carp, are a tasty dish

‘Chase them off!’ “Rather you than me!’

 

The guards ran up, they shouted loud,

The otters scarper, we're a crowd,

A dead fish thrown into a bin

Pristine, curved eye - and fanned out fin?

 

But stiff, still, with a gaping mouth?

‘Don't eat it, it will make you ill !’

‘What’s to be done? High barriers?

Tough love - big otter carriers!’

 

Although our link with nature’s lost

‘We must think of safety, of health

The condo must count costs, what’s lost

Consider all, not just oneself.’

 

‘No matter what we did, or saw

Call the Otter Society

Today hang back, obey the law

Let them act - with propriety

 

‘Block the canal, their route, but do

Let raging water filter through …’

Then we won't see, another night,

Such charm, delight, and fright, excite.

 

Copyright Angela Lansbury

 Photo from Wikipedia article on otters.

Local Report on otters which seem to be smooth coated otters.

https://eresources.nlb.gov.sg/infopedia/articles/SIP_2022-10-25_110749.html

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Saturday, January 7, 2017

Every Day There's Work And Play by Angela Lansbury



Every Day (there's work and play) 
by Angela Lansbury

 Every day the bright sun comes out 
Every day the robins hop about 
Every day windfalls when a lawyer reads a will 
Then the postman brings the taxman's bill 

 After breakfast we work, at eleven stop to munch 
Then we work or study then stop for lunch 
We read of the wars and troubles far away 
As the children in the schools laugh and play

 Along the street, the dogs are walking 
The garden goes quiet, the cat is stalking 
The birds see the cat so they don't stay 
When they see a cat it's best to fly away 

 We go to the doctor and he gives us a pill 
We go to the dentist and he gives us a bill 
Everywhere old people wave goodbye 
New babies born smiling get tired and cry 

 Every evening someone gets a kiss
 Somewhere some spend a day or night of bliss 
Some do right and some do wrong 
Tides go in and out, the world spins on 

 You can have a dream and make a wish 
That oceans and farms are full of fish
 That the world will always be full of men 
And the night will fall and the day start again 

 You can travel and see new smiling faces 
Stay home see old smiling faces
 Travel and see new exciting places 
Books and albums show home's old places 

 You can fly like a bird 
Or cruise on the sea 
Some things cost but others are free 
Try somebody new or stick with me 


 Every night the singers croon 
Lovers walk home by the light of the moon 
Poets re-use the same old rhymes
 Because they've stood the tests of time 

 Every day the bright sun comes out 
Evening morning the robins hop about 
Yes, the world will always be full of men 
And the night will fall, then the day's dance starts again. 
 -ends- Copyright Angela Lansbury Jan 8 2017