July Jottings & Gags,
by Alan Ewing
Life's Loop
Life can seem like a loop
Jumping through little hoop
Birth to death in an instant
You are not so permanent
Life was eternal when so young
Till on age you got so hung
Certainly turned your life around
As in maturity reflection you found
It seemed like it went on forever
Times shared when all together
Then life dealt a decisive blow
Loved ones gone to boldly go
For what is life without a spiritual side
Just some place to run and hide
Seeking here to find an answer
Playing the part of life's chance
All in all it comes down to God
The play is within the play
Life's little gerlfriend don't you know
She will show you the way to
English Heatwave
Once again, it is an English heatwave
And I have lost my brain again
Oh so sunny give us a wave
I think that I'm going insane
Once again, it is an English heatwave
Valerie has sunglasses mirror
She's come out of her cave
She never likes to shiver
Ray has his handkerchief hat on
He's a milkman all gone stale
George, of course ever the fool
They kicked him out of school
How do they cope with madness
Only English know in class
They've all gone frigging mad
Themometer went a bit glad
One thing you can rely on in heat
Good ol' England on insanity street
If you are hot then just you see
They will offer you a cup of tea
Flemenco
I found this music called Flemenco
Spanish Dance
Sent my world into over-spin
Like finding Trance
I danced around till way past midnight
In burning heat
Found that I loved all of this
On a Spanish street
I shouted "Ole" with all of my heart
I loved the sun
Completely opened myself
Spain has won
And so I'll dance the Flemenco
Until day done
Let myself go completely
Under the Spanish sun
Coffee Drinker
I was once a coffee drinker
Life's little thinker
Gave it up for a cuppa tea
Such a drinker
Lil ol' coffee drinker me
Now it's just tea
I used to get so addicted
Self- inflicted
Went to coffee anonymous
Such a fuss
Dentist said to try water
Big taught-er!
So I went off to a shrink
Cure for drink
Told me to get a life
Oh the strife
So I went back to coffee
With some tea
I guess that in the end
That is li' ol' me
Alexa
There was once a gerl named Alexa
Thing is you could never text her
Such a weather Lady, never says maybe
That's the gerl who is named Alexa
Asked her to dance, she said no chance
My abilities are contained within electra
I can tell you of a waltz, lots of smaltz
That is the gerl who is named Alexa
So what's the time, are you going to be mine?
She would always come back with a line
Try to get in her bed, reply left unsaid
Let's just say that it was oh so very fine
Always brainy, always says maybe, in her way
She lives in the drawing room each and every day
In the kitchen, bedroom too, just keep her away
From The Study if you can but try and may
That gerl could dominate and take over your life
In time she could become your electronic wife
Start making you depend and lean upon her
She's electronic, you know, so why would she care!
WISDOM GAG: As a door closes, another one slams in your face!
Gag: 'Two glasses of Chardonnay and I'm anybody's' Said Bert. 'After six you belong to the toilet bowl' remarked Veronica.
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