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Thursday, January 16, 2020

From Young To Old by Angela Lansbury



You run so fast from young to old
You run so fast from hot to cold
You run so fast from cold to hot
From yes I can to I cannot

Fast learn the skill of one who can
Watch folks fast change from woman to man
If you keep busy every day
How fast your life will pass away

You run so fast from cold to hot
From I remember to I forgot
You run so fast from rival to friend
You run so fast from start to end

You run so fast from hot to cold
You run so fast from young to old.


- ends-
Copyright Angela Lansbury

Friday 17 January 2020.

Sunday, November 3, 2019

Yesterday's Rain Again Pain - Wiped By The Blessing Of Amnesia

Angela with silver-lined umbrella. Photo by Trevor Sharot, edited and cropped by Angela.

The blue sky said no umbrella
I strolled off in strong sunshine
All day long it's bright, no change
Except the gradual drip of time

The day's blue sky a fading dream
When I reached the edge of town
The path looked like a river
The rain was pouring, pounding down

Then when I left the station
I faced a dreadful shock
The clouds had emptied bucketloads
To drench each road and rock and block

The morning's sunshine haunts me
A dream I can't forget.
My sandals slosh through water
I hop from dry through swirling wet

The water's wet and dirty black
The only way's uphill and on
There's no point turning back
Just think, next year, this will be gone

What blessings come from water?
This monsoon could go on for days
It must make the flowers and trees grow
I hope the mist dispels the haze

My clothes cling wet, my hair hangs wet
I look like a half-drowned rat
I'm half way home, but not there yet
Rain cares not if you're thin or fat

I should have left home earlier
I should have packed spare socks
I should have done a hundred things
Not biked uphill past riverside rocks

My umbrella is far too small
The cloud is far too big
I should have worn a sombrero
Wellingtons and a wig

A journey of ten minutes
An obstacle race, takes half an hour
Strangers make friends, we share this war
They advise me, 'Have a hot shower!'
                
 ***

Next day by the pool, in sun again
Where the elderly can't remember
That yesterday it poured with rain
Their mind's in life's dead December.

The advantage of amnesia
Is that you forget bad days
If you suffer from dementia
You forget rain, complaints and praise

'It rained,' I say, 'it poured last night
That thunderstorm - you must have heard?
The sun, then rain?' I'll save such scenes
Preserve wet weather with wise words

I can move the memory away
My words paint over yesterday
And warm the world with what I say:
'Today's a lovely sunny day!'
Angela Lansbury
Revised Monday March 7th 2022. Copyright

Friday, November 1, 2019

A Good Sight For Your Site's Insights

Beware of bare bears.


A Good Sight For Your Site's Insights

I'll share my thoughts, like well-kept shares
Be bold and bare what I can't bear
Writers who mix up there and their
And mix the mix of Ware and where

Some poor souls are not poor, but pour
Their hearts out like bleeding harts, uncertain
Whether to hang themselves
Or just be hung like curtains

I shall not keep you hanging on
For you may be as busy as a bee
And keep on trying to earn your keep
So my dear friend please note this note

I'm near the end, the end is nigh,
Di's die is cast, it's do or dye
Pat pats my hand, there there, that's that
I'll send the dear deer end, and end - just like that.
-ends-
Angela Lansbury
Copyright  2019
Shared to the website of D G Kaye

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Zoe The Zebra In The Zoo



Zoe the zebra in the zoo
She didn't have a lot to do
But slept and hid from me and you
Zoe the zebra in the zoo

Zoe's friends, a donkey and ass
Asked how those stripes had come to pass
Did you have to eat two colours of grass?
Were black and white both colour fast?

If you rolled in mud and the whites were lost
Would that make a zebra cross?
Then they went to ask the boss
Could they all try zebra crossing?

Zoe the zebra in the zoo
Said all those rumours were not true
About the things she'd had to do
To earn those stripes whilst in the zoo.

She's yin and yang and black and white
She is the most amazing sight
And after just one night of passion
Has bred another piece of fashion.

Zoe's the mother of Zachary
All zebras look the same to me
The fancy paintwork all comes free
They get it from the family tree.

Zoe the zebra in the zoo
Had lots of fun, you know it's true
Made zillions of heros in the zoo
Zipped off to make another two.



A journalist came down to see
If those exotic designs were free
He said, "I'll take you to my refuge city
You're a horse designed by a blind committee."

He said, "I think you've been abused
I'd like to do a painless test,"
But Zoe said, "I've always refused
I was born like this - just give it a rest!"

Someone naughty gave them booze
And so they went off for a snooze
Glad I'm not in the keeper's shoes
You've loads of dos and don'ts in zoos.

That is the A to Zed of it, 
There's no more to be said of it, 
Of our heroine there's zero
Zilch, just goodbye, from our hero. 
zzz ! 

-ends-
Copyright Angela Lansbury 2019 Tues 29 October


Saturday, October 5, 2019

New York and Australia duet




We went for a walk around New York and I said, 
Let’s talk about New York

I said, 'The skyscrapers are a mile high ..!'
But he said, 'You can hardly see the sky!'



I said, ‘This is the place I want to live!’ but he said;
 ‘One of us has to give



'I want to live in Australia, 
the place where I was born

'I want to see the sunset
 in the place where I saw dawn



'You would love koala bears




And you'd love the kangaroos!'








But I said, "And be eaten by crocodiles!
But to you this isn't news.'



Then I was broken hearted 
and we sadly parted

But every year we meet again 
and we repeat the same refrain

I say, “Let’s walk around New York, 
Don’t you love it? Let’s have a talk,’



I say, ‘This is the place I want to live,’
But he says: ‘One of us has to give

'You’re the only thing I lack and 
That’s why each year I come back

'Yes, my dear, I love it here
But I'm going home to the beach and the beer


' 'cos I want to live in Australia,
 The place where I was born

'I’m going back, to see the last sunset, 
In the place where I first saw the dawn.’
...



D'you want to know the moral?
I know that you're not thick

But I assure you others are
Thick as two short planks and a brick

The lover's moral is think before
'Cos war brings love but love brings war 

Before you pick a foreign love
Decide if you're prepared to move

If not, the moral's plain to see
You'll end up single just like me.

I'd be the one who you forget
If it wasn't for the internet 



'I know you've a good memory
But others are a pain

'You tell them once, tell them twice
Then have to tell the story again.'

'Yes, I have a great memory
But I love to hear your voice

'I listen to the same old stories
Old friends don't have a choice

"I'd rather hear about old times
Than hear of other men

'So you tell me about our love
I'll hear it once again.'

We went for a walk around New York and I said, 



'Let’s talk about New York,'

I said, 'The skyscrapers are a mile high ..!'
But he said, 'You can hardly see the sky!'



I said, ‘This is the place I want to live!’ but he said;
 ‘One of us has to give

I have nothing more to say
But can't you meet me half way?

And so we went to London
Met on St Pancras station



But that was neither here nor there
Just a brief vacation


We went for a walk around New York and I said, 

Let’s talk about New York



I said, 'The skyscrapers are a mile high ..!'

But he said, 'You can hardly see the sky!'

'I want to live in Australia, 
the place where I was born

'I want to see the sunset
 in the place where I saw dawn.'

'So you stay there - and I'll stay here
Maybe we'll meet again - next year!'

-ends-
Copyright Angela Lansbury
The penultimate verse sounded like he was about to commit suicide if young or die if old. I decided to give it a happy and humorous ending. The song structure is 'a round'.

Beer photo in Wikipedia under beer article, photo by kgbo.


Internet sculpture in Israel.



Date15 June 2013
SourceDr. Avishai Teicher via the PikiWiki - Israel free image collection project
AuthorDr. Avishai Teicher
Permission
(Reusing this file)
w:en:Creative Commons
attribution
This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 2.5 Generic license.
Attribution: Dr. Avishai Teicher Pikiwiki Israel


Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Soup Trick Limerick








There was a girl from Guadalupe
Who made the most delicious soup
She fed it to the local troops
So they were always cock-a-hoop
When they saw the girl from Guadalupe.

The proper way to write a hit limerick
Is to make the first line like the last
If you want to be read, repeated and heard
You need to observe how to order the words
The proper way to write a hit limerick.

You are never too tired, or busy, or sick
To spend a second on a limerick
It can hit heavy, wrong, long, like a dropped brick
Yet impress 'cause it's witty, often done slickly
Like life, love, and soup, short, over too quickly.

-ends-
Inspired by the word Guadalupe, a city in Mexico.
Angela Lansbury, copyright Wed Aug 28 2019.
Revised with two extra verses 27 November 2021

The word trick in the title is ambiguous. A trick is both a deceit and a clever, quick, successful action.  

Harry Limerick


💘
Harry was hoping to marry💘👫
A happy girl from Barry😀
But she strung him along
By singing a song
It was more worry than he could carry.
-ends-
copyright Angela Lansbury
wed 28 Aug 2019