Poems of the Week

Post Haste

The friendly postman, was called Bill
He really should have known better
For in a hurry, no time to kill
Wrongly delivered his love letter

The lady picked it off the floor
I’m flattered it’s me he’s after
It’s never too late at a hundred and four
And she burst out into laughter

Bill mean-while, reached in his pocket
His face soon turned bright red
Rushed back to the house, just like a rocket
And this is what he said

I’m a married man, I’ve got a wife.
Don’t gossip, keep it quiet
She replied, it’s dull at my time of life
I would love to cause a riot

But next time you are at my door
I wouldn’t mind reading - Mmm - some more.

Melting Moments

I couldn’t make my mind up
I was really spoilt for choice
My hands were all too willing
Though hesitant was my voice

Should I have that chocolate cake
It looks so very tasty
But the battenberg looks nice
Oh! I mustn’t be too hasty

And I’ve always had a passion
For a strawberry cream tart
And the crumbly cream meringue
Is such a work of art

Ah! but I am on a diet
And the pounds I have to shed
Please may I have a delicious...crisp bread.

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