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October 16, 2018

There Was A Young Lady Called Lou

There was a young lady called Lou
Who starred in movies most blue.
A priest named Hocking
Found them most shocking.
As for me, I watched them too …!

A naughty young lady called Lou
Stars in movies most blue.
My old friend Mark
Says he walks in the park
But I think he watches them too.

 

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Published on October 16, 2018 22:47

When I Met A Young Lady Called Spink

When I met a young lady called Spink
Who was dressed all in pink,
My dear friend Lou
Said “how-do-you-do”
And gave me a knowing wink!

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Published on October 16, 2018 04:53

October 15, 2018

Kiss Me Not

Kiss me not
For you are hot
And I am not.

Take me not
To a place of bliss
For I do not
Deserve your kiss.

Why do you tease
And please
Me so?
Methinks
Little minx
Tis because you know
I must let go …

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Published on October 15, 2018 22:40

When A Morbid Young Man Called Guy

When a morbid young man called Guy
Said “I am going to die!”,
His good friend Baker,
Who worked as an undertaker
Made reply,
“I can offer you a discount, Guy!”.

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Published on October 15, 2018 03:50

October 14, 2018

“How to Be a Conservative”, by Roger Scruton – book Review

“How to Be a Conservative”, by Roger Scruton, is as the title suggests a defense of Conservatism.

Growing up in a working class household with a father who was deeply committed to Socialism, Scruton nonetheless discovered in his father a conservatism (of the non-political variety), for Scruton’s father was a lover of the English countryside and was possessed of a strong desire to preserve ancient buildings and the traditions of his locality.

While Scruton is a Conservative of the political ki...

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Published on October 14, 2018 02:06

October 13, 2018

Windswept

Windswept
He almost wept
At the impermanence of things.

Day brings
On the night.
Rome once shone bright.
Man’s desire
For empire
And a girl’s bright
Eyes
Soon dies.

This table
So stable
Must go.
The wind will blow
And snuff out the light
Bringing down the eternal
Night.

There is no fiend infernal
Just the knowledge that I
And all things will,
One day die.
Would that my mind
Could be still.

In humankind
We find
The wish to procreate,
Ere it is too late
And our candle dies.

Man sighs
In a...

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Published on October 13, 2018 04:23

When A Careless Young Man Called Howe

When a careless young man called Howe
Fell from a very high bough
A farmer, named Guy
Said, with a cry
“You have fallen on my prize cow!”.

(The name “Howe” is pronounced “How).

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Published on October 13, 2018 03:26

October 12, 2018

There Was A Young Lady Called Samantha

There was a young lady called Samantha
Who met in spring with a panther.
Come the summertime
I wrote a rhyme
About a girl who’s name was Samantha …

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Published on October 12, 2018 04:01

There Was A Young Man Called Grubb

There was a young man called Grubb
Who wrote verse in his local pub.
The publican, named Monk
Said, “you’re drunk,
But your verse it is really quite good!”.

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Published on October 12, 2018 03:39

October 11, 2018

An Elderly Billionaire Called Paul

An elderly billionaire called Paul
Lived in a very grand hall.
His young wife Claire
Left her shoes on the stair
And inherited that very grand hall …

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Published on October 11, 2018 23:49