Showing posts with label pigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pigs. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 3, 2025

The Tree I Planted comical poem number 578 by Angela Lansbury

 

Chocolate tree.

In the garden I plant a tree

Which has a longer life than me

I'm sure that you would like to know

Why we old folks stilI plant and sow


The truth, dear friends, who wonder why

Is I don't think that I will die

It's wishful thinking, yes, I know

But that is why all gardens grow


So every mad, bad, silly creed

Can promise gold foil for good deeds

'cause I can't grasp my train station

Is made by imagination


Thank goodness that pigs cannot fly

To join the clouds which paint the sky

You know that we don't outlive trees

Yet you'll still plant them. So do I.


Some are stupid and some are wise

Some write poems, some tell lies

But I am wise, the whole world knows

The tree I planted was a rose.


Orange rose in my garden. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

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Friday, April 11, 2025

Idiotic Idioms comical poem 552 by Angela Lansbury

Darling, pull your self together

Because, better late than never

Always get your act together

For me, a friend in all weather


You can't teach an old dog new tricks

But learn something new every day

So, let's make hay while the sun shines

Quick, we have to go a good way


Today I am on tenterhooks

Wondering if I should leapfrog

Over to my umbrellas 'cause 

It's started raining cats and dogs


Should I sit tight, weather the storm?

Stay at home, I won't come to harm

You look as if you've seen a ghost

Maybe I should sound the alarm


Please, dear, don't give me a black look

I mustn't be in your black book

Maybe you should make a clean breast

Of it, and get it off your chest


I'm trying to stay on the ball

But this task drives me up the wall\

I think that you should all play ball

Because pride comes before a fall


We know, at the end of the day

You are as wet as a drowned rat

And, it seems, as blind as a bat

Phone home before you hit the sack


Please sit up, wind up, settle up

I think we should call it a day

I'm sure you can hold up, dear friends

If those pigs are all in your pay 


Ill winds blow no-one any good

It'll be right as rain, touch wood

I enjoy wining and dining

All clouds have a silver lining.

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Thursday, April 14, 2022

The Food Which Isn't What It Says (Comic poem 131)



Two uncles who belonged to me

Were vegetarian with a small v

They argued and that puzzled me

What's Vegan? Spelled with a capital V!


They disagreed on what to eat

Though both agreed in horror seeing meat

Ron wouldn't have fish near his dish

Milk, yogurt, eggs, cheese - made Mo leave his seat


But soon I came to understand

That leather chairs and eating meat's been banned

They didn't just like food which was bland

My mum's funeral tea should've been planned


Ron didn't care about his health 

Research said less meat, more fruit's good for minds

Poor people's food - now organic means wealth

That's true. No-one knew! But it grew by stealth


In wartime we ate dreadful Spam

Fresh chicken for the rich, plebs ate sliced ham

Meat sausages were a half bread scam

Now we're confused by turkey ham


At Easter time our diet begs

Don't feast on chocolate easter eggs

And worst of all, the dreadful habit

Of making children eat a chocolate rabbit


Cucumber sandwiches pleased aunts

Now menu writers must dance in a trance

First cows and pigs were replaced by cooked ants

Now menus offer 'meat' made from strange plants


We're invited out to a restaurant that's Indian

The biriani tastes of chicken

The menu describes what we eat as 'meat'

But it's tofu and plants, all vegetarian.

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Useful Websites

Vegetarian Products to buy, mock fish, mock meat, mock cheese

https://vbites.com/collections/all-products

Vegetarian Restaurant with mock meat menu

https://komalavilas.com.sg/


Written after eating at Kamala Vila, vegetarian restaurant at Little India, Singapore.

In memory of Uncle Ronnie, mother's brother, who was vegetarian, and Uncle Monty, who was vegan.

Angela Lansbury's late Uncle Ronald. Worked in the BBC radio orchestra. Also known as Arthur Gerard, musician and entertainer: - Performed at Hatfield House medieval banquets (as a strolling musician?). Appeared in pantomime. Was the conductor in a video with The Kinks. Colour-blind, sensitive, suicidal vegetarian.

Vegetable picture from istock. Also see Pixabay for free photos.