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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 14, 2024 8:39:24 GMT
It would be different altogether
If only we could choose the weather
Certainly a lot less strain
Where we get just night rain
But would our jobs ever get done
If we all chose too much sun
With wrinkled skin and burnt faces
Like those from hot dusty places
Tongues would simply never wag
Where we'd lose are daily nag
'cus with our season's we never know
If it'll be sun,rain,wind or snow.
The evening storm clouds begin to grow
At least it'll be rain tonight not snow
Thunder growls with threatening rain
Lightening streaks show the way again
Thrashing raindrops beat rythmic'ly on pane
That swishes and swirls seeking drain....
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 14, 2024 14:25:34 GMT
Song?
Dont stop the train rollin'
Going down the track
It'll be my saviour
I shall not look back
Jesus is there waitin'
I'm the guest at tea
They'll be celebrating
When they all see me
Please forgive me driver
I cant take no more
When you see me driver
Put foot to the floor
Can you hear me Jesus
Meet me at the gate
Because that'll please us
Those who cannot wait
Dont stop this train Rollin'
It's my destiny
'cus I through with sinin'
Please train set me free.
I learnt how to love
I learnt how to smile
Now she's gone up above
One stands out a mile
I've skanked out with whiskey
It don't work no more
Livin' is to risky
Even up the score
Peace train are you comin'
With my deliverance
My sorry mind's numbin'
It cant make no sense
Jesus is there waitin'
Does he look like me
Just anticipatin'
And just thirty three
Standing on the track
I hope it's my last day
There's no turning back
Amen to that I say.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 15, 2024 8:21:23 GMT
Humans are programmed as to what they see
Misinterpreting visions of you and me
Basically we humans are just a blob
Two legs a belly and a very big gob
Two holes connect us without doubt
The inlet is far bigger than the out
Too much going in and the results will be that
The blob will inflate into a ball of fat
You are what you eat what eats you you become
Be watchful what you eat or your brains become numb
So next time you are thinking of observing me
Remember too many acorn's'll turn you into a tree.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 15, 2024 8:23:30 GMT
It all started on June twenty three
When we held a referendum to set Britain free
Free from once was the EEC
That tried to rule all here without the vote of any
Cameron,Carney and Osbourne for remain
Farage,Johnson and Gove took the strain
Each side told stories to explain
The wins,the losses the ultimate gain
Friday morning saw the leave vote win
So....we are out now definately not in
Cameron's resigned and new talks begin
Then the theatricals started,he says with a grin
Crabb,Fox,Gove,Johnson,Leadsom and May
Are all in the new dramatis personae
Boris falls first stabbed by Gove OK
Fox and Crabb dropped along the way
Leadsom is made to look a real tit
Blarting to the Times of her motherhood bit
Stating May as a mother didn't make it
Eating Umble pie she was coerced to quit
So...Cameron's final cabinet meeting's today
Very soon he'll be on his way
Out of number ten after six years of play
For our second female PM from Maggie to May.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 15, 2024 17:36:37 GMT
Losing never was
The winner's game
Defeat is always
A walk of shame
Like poverty it looms
It stinks ranks of sweat
Clings to the poorest
As putrid as it can get
A mantle or thick coat
A shroud of the tightest mesh
That strangles inspiration
and....feeds on your distress.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 15, 2024 17:46:53 GMT
Lead me life
Take me where you may
Up your winding staircase
I'll find my way
Up your one way street
There's no turning back
There are no border lines
Upon your track
Jagged or smooth
Those rocks that we scale
We all climb together
Or alone we fail
Yet we get weaker
With too many a stride
Joints get stiff
On our decaying ride
Grey haired
Wizened and rough
Toothless and demented
But that's not enough
Like moths we all
Fly toward the light
Creeping slowly
Until it's goodnight.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 15, 2024 17:50:49 GMT
Night rolls into day
As day rolls into night
It comes it goes
It's always been that way
Summer follows Spring
As Autumn brings us Winter
Seasons like us change
Each one a newness to bring
Love, hope and compassion
Are links in the same chain
We all need a daily dose
Or soon we see our strengths drain
We can all chase our rainbows
Wishes rarely come true
Just a little more peace,understanding
Will let our share of daylight through.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 17, 2024 7:25:10 GMT
Today is your birthday
And I wish for you
All the best dreams you've ever had
Will all one day come true
I wish for you a blue sky
And just to see you smile
Maybe a spectacular rainbow
That lasts for quite a while
I wish all the friends you've lost
In life's journey along the way
Could all return and hug you once again
For this wonderful day.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 17, 2024 7:48:20 GMT
Two thousand and twelve an arduous year The weather was awful mood...drear London had an injection of ten billion quid Did it make a difference (there) you bet it did Sure Boris was all cock a hoop While Dave tried to see light through the pea soup There was the old Queen's diamond jubilee A huge flotilla that'll go down in history but even that was a very wet affair Charlie's navy jig the light entertainment there The olympics well.... a huge success Many medals won they did impress The wet fish though was the vote for PCC Many didn't vote including me The last thing we need when funds are sparse Is another fat cat sat on their arse Still if we're lucky it aint over yet Could it get any worse? well...don't make a bet.  |
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 17, 2024 14:39:16 GMT
The wind blows softly
Chimes sing their song
The candle gently flickers
Casting shadows on the wall
The smell of candle fat
Dominates the air
As I'm watching silhouettes
From my easy chair
I can see demons
From a fleeting glimpse
Inordinate shapes
Remain mystified,unclear
Even the smallest sound
Has one cocking an ear
Yet solitude is great
For focusing our fear.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 17, 2024 14:46:02 GMT
Will our guns ever fall silent
Or our bombs cease to fall
Or have all our dead soldiers
Died for nothing at all
Will we ever live to see the day
When the world will sing as one
Where we can all be neighbours
Or has all hope now forever gone
Will there ever be a time
When others we refuse to judge
When everyone's treated for their own merits
And we no longer hold a grudge
Will animosity and vengeance
Be inherited for evermore
Could we ever turn the other cheek
Welcoming trouble at our door ?
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 18, 2024 8:59:48 GMT
Autumn has now swept the summer away
The days are getting shorter every day
Apples are hanging red on the tree
The pips are turning brown they're nearly ready
My seedums red it's top's a sight to see
Covered in the day with butterfly and bee
The dahlias are now in their final bloom
With wild marigolds fighting for room
The chestnut was the first to put on a show
With it's red,yellow and gold beginning to glow
The old oak's green still full of acorns
My roses are speckled full of sharp thorns
It'll get better as the leaves begin to fall
It won't be long before the Robin comes to call
I want to soak up this wonderful scene
Before it looks like the sky after the rainbow has been.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 18, 2024 9:15:00 GMT
(Because I now have an essential tremor, using accurate tools is a very frustrating experience, some days I struggle to eat my food as it keeps shaking irritatingly off my fork or spoon, the more I stress the harder it gets, I used to have a very neat hand which makes feel now like Iam in quicksand, Sean Connery now, shaken not stirred🤨 )
Here I am searching again
For my old faithful pen
Alas all the old notes
On bits of scrap paper
Are always turning into
A right old caper
The pen itself is becoming rare
I see styluses in use everywhere
Even keyboards are so yesterday
Everything seems to be touch today
Soon even that will be obsolete
As speech recognition becomes more street
Maybe I'm a dinosaur
Who won't admit defeat then
But nothing yet's as compact
As my old pen.
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Post by rikiiboy on Mar 18, 2024 9:32:27 GMT
March 2016.
Come on Mr Osbourne pray do confess
There are millions more here now but we're all earning less
You've attacked the disabled just to make them beg
When many have nothing to stand on not even one leg
Taking from the poor to give even more to the rich
The poor deceived electorate fooled by your sales pitch
Promising help for our youngsters with a new sugar tax
While selling their playing fields mean they get fat and relax
Artificial sweeteners will be the new order of the day
While the old gas in the new pops rots our new kids teeth away
A northern power house mention was the new salt in old wounds
So our George you now know just where you can shove your silver sugar spoons!
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Post by althea on Mar 18, 2024 10:43:34 GMT
 Put on a little lippy Powder make up on the grey Smile and do your lashes Say "hello" to the day....... A last look in the mirror Blow a kiss or two A few flicks of you hair Now the world's waiting for you..... You know me too well, Riki.  |
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Put on a little lippy