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Saturday, September 5, 2026

The Toy Mouse In The House. Poem Number 850 by Angela Lansbury


Sleeping Unicorn Shoes. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.


 Once upon a time, not so very long ago

In a house with big windows lived a happy. little girl

She wore a pink, princess dress, and shoes which looked like unicorns

And had hair with plaits, a fringe, and two long curls


She liked to write the alphabet

And numbers to a hundred, in a large white book

And draw flowers, and houses, colour people with black hair

Eat strawberries, do gymnastics, and microwave cook


She lived in a tall house with steep stairs and red chairs

At school she had lots of friends with yellow, brown, black and red hair

She climbed on frames in the park until it got dark

Walked home past shops with windows around a curvy bend


On a holiday, grandparents took her out for the day

To a sandy beach by a lake, with a pirate ship

She rode on a tiny train which went out, and back again

Then she had a big white ice cream and ate every bit


At bedtime her parents would read her a book

With pictures in rainbow colours, red, orange, yellow, green and blue

Some of the pictures told funny, silly stories

But the best books told you things which you knew were true


Her favourite book was about a mouse

Which had lived in Egypt, thousands of years ago

It was terrified of a tall, black statue of a cat

Which stood by a pyramid, near where the Nile River flows


She imagined the descendants of that small, scared mouse

Lived in the field by the forest, far behind her house

Near to the river, but far from the sea

Where they ran about freely, under a tall tree


At night she dreamed she held, for them, a birthday party

She prepared, cleaned the house, swept, then would bake

Wrap ribbons, tie bows on bead bracelet gifts for dolls and toys

And share with the small mice a nice, large, cheesecake birthday cake


She slept soundly all through the night

When all her fears of monsters drifted on clouds far away

So she woke to see the rain stopped, just lovely sunlight

So she could play outside on a great weekend day


Each day ends with dreams of curved moons and straight sunlight rays

Or playing outside by swings on a great weekend day

Her fearful monsters shrank, and floated off, on clouds far away

She slept soundly all night to end a satisfying day.

-ends- 

Inspired by my extended family. The sandy beach, pirate ship and train were at Ruislip Lido in North West London, England, UK.

A child's bedtime story ideally has soothing sounds and lots of monotonous repetition to lull you to sleep, and ends with an image of somebody sleeping.

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Friday, August 28, 2026

Going Back, The Good Old Days Don't Look The Same. Comical Poem 844 by Angela Lansbury.

I go back, good old days have gone

Babies are men, life has moved on

The shops have changed, staff rearranged

Paths motorways, are not the same


The elderly have all passed on

Those teeny cute wild flowers gone

Small houses all doubled in size

That 'stupid' child's now worldly-wise


Dahlias like sunflowers when you're small 

Are gardens buried in concrete

The small cafe has gone away

Italians - kebabs in each street


The teens have married and grown fat

The Dads have all gone bald and old

The teens are wearing caps not hats

No skiing, it's no longer cold


Acorns tall trees, or jungles wild

And yet, some things are better now

The Satnav takes me to the town

I'm never lost with new know how

Fresh fruit - oranges. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.


The supermarket offers me

Fresh fruit all seasons from afar

Trikes are replaced by bikes for hire

Maps, languages are on the wire


So going back is not the same

Summers are warmer, not wetter

In truth, I should praise and not blame

On balance, my life now's better.

-ends-

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Monday, February 9, 2026

My Sequin Trail: comical poem 729 by Angela Lansbury



I bought a silver sequin skirt

To match my smart red sequin top

I planned to sew more on a hat

I ordered more in a job lot


I did not need them, for I found

My skirt dropped sequins on the ground

I could not stop the moulting top

From growing sequins like snowdrops


My skirt's dropping glinting sequins 

In every room where I go

If I commit the smallest crime 

The dumbest detective will know


Like Greek myth creatures in a maze

They'll follow all my dozy ways

In restaurants, malls and small shops

More well-dressed ladies also drop


On New Year's Eve, in discoteques

Plus places you would not expect

Teens seek attention on the trains

Like rainbows in drains when it rains


I've found them near, I've found them far

I've picked them up, stored in a jar

One day I'll have a great selection

In my precious free collection


I'll sew them on new clothes to wear

On caps and boots - braided in hair

Sequin delights I love to share.

So passers-by will stop and stare


They're colourful, washed clean, and free

Mirror the happy soul in me

Like dogs which stop to sniff a tree

Each tiny colour waves at me.

-ends-

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