Tall, Thin Tree, Small Me comical poem 589 by Angela Lansbury

 I often wonder why a tree

Has grown so much taller than me

They lost DNA design tall

So labelled my box, born size small!

I see the gardener with a strimmer

Works to make big trees grow thinner

I can't be cut by the strimmer

I shall have to eat less dinner.

I have a mind, and will, and soul

If being thin is my next goal

Less is more, half makes me feel whole

I do not need to take a poll

The moral is move more, eat less

So I can wear a fitted dress

Right now my dress is a disguise

To hide the pies with lines and lies

The tree is held up by strong roots

My ankles hide in big, wide boots

Wide shoulders, bat wings, business suits

I drink Chapagne, admiring flutes

I'll know the last thing I must do

Stand by the tree and smile at you

When I change shape, now let's begin

And like that tree look tall and slim

However much my kind friends lie

The truthful mirror tells no lie

My bigger clothes fit me again

Shocked people give me seats on trains

My huband will not let me wait

.He says that it's never too late

He's master of my fate and plate

For tea I just ate half a date

Now all is well as you can see

The whole, wide, wild world's nudging me

I'm not shamed by that tall, pine tree

But, like the palm, it's helping me.

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Genetically modified fruit and 'fruitcases'. Comic poem 142.

Fruit. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

Fruit is genetically modified

Disease resistant, and more besides

I think that we can all agree

What others avoid, leaves more for me

For those who fret, or cry or sigh

It's my belief you will not die

But if you really want to know

The number eight will tell you so

To identify modified, you are are able

By reading the numbers on the label

Four digits means food's the same as before

Five digits organic, starts with eight - added more 

I wish they'd do the same to me

Make me the best that I can be

Taller, slim and young and wise

With high IQ and chameleon eyes.

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Written by Angela Lansbury Saturday 18 2022.

Comic poem on genetically modified fruit and how to identify it by Angela Lansbury 18 2022.

That's my photo of fruit. Really? Can I be sure? Can I prove it? Yes. 

My photos tend to have the warm colours of red, orange or pink somewhere, and lots of circles or curves. I have two of everything, hence the round woved placemat and the plastic placemat. My husband likes earth colours, neutral colours, but I like warmer colours, rainbow colours, so the pale brown neutral Denbyware china handled cutlery was his choice, but the blue Denbyware plate is from a couple of oddments in the same style which I bought later.

Those blue plates are Denbyware seconds in a discontinued line, same shape as the creamy brown Seville pattern. I bought the blue in a charity shop in the UK and you cannot find any more for love nor money. The brown handled cutlery is also Denbyware seconds, bought from our wedding list in 1976, again almost impossible to obtain. The plastic placemats with the oranges were bought from a shop in Singapore and I cannot find any more to match them. The chance of anybody having and mixing those two sets of discontinued Denbyware and the third odd item, the Singapore discontinued mat are near nil.