Butterflies flutter by
On pale Cabbage white wings,
Heralds of beauty
Friday, 4 June 2021
Thursday, 3 June 2021
THERE IS A MOTH IN THE BATHROOM
There is a moth in the bathroom
Drawn towards the light
My wife was in the shower
And it gave her a bit of a fright
I don’t understand why
If they are attracted to the light
They don’t just appear
When the sun is shining bright
THIS TALK OF CULLING BADGERS
This talk of culling badgers
Is completely unsound
If we keep discussing it
We’ll drive them underground
Sunday, 30 May 2021
THE HEDGEHOG CULL
The campaigners have won
The Hedgehog cull won’t be
done
They argued it shouldn’t go
ahead
It was just wrong they said
Saying they were un
putdown-able
I think they are just un
pickup-able
THE RICH FED GROUSE THRIVE ON THE MOOR
The rich fed grouse thrive on the moor
The golden hare lives on the valley floor
In the meadow you’ll find rabbits there
While the fox sits patiently in his lair
Saturday, 22 May 2021
DREAM LAKE
The dark lake at midnight reflected back
Her
own image, she knew this to be her
Bu
why was she at the lake at midnight
Why
did she not know how she got there?
And
why was she naked one the lake shore
A
cool breeze blew off the quiet water
It
played gently with her auburn curls
Caressing
her velvet skin, arousing her
She
felt her nipples erect then shivered
But
not from the cold, she felt a passion
Welling
up within her, a heat she had
Not
felt before and may never feel again
Was
everything as it appeared to seem
Or
was it in fact just a vivid dream
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