My favourite bird’s the robin,
For all the joy he brings,
When other birds are silent,
In winter robin sings.
Category: General
There Are People Who Help
There are people who help
When you need it most,
When the chips are down
And you’re almost toast.
Who remind you that rest
And a cup of tea,
Are as vital as work
For the best you can be.
They remind you of just
How far you have come,
And make you feel proud
Of all that you’ve done.
They cheer when you win,
No matter how small,
And whenever you fail
They’re the ones who you call.
A shoulder to cry on
Or a hand to hold,
You’d do the same for them
Without being told.
You tell them your stories
And they make you laugh,
Though the jokes that they tell
Are really quite naff.
They love all that you are,
No need to pretend,
For these are the people
Who you can call friends.
The Problem
I’ve a problem here,
Of the feline sort;
Your cat, my dear,
It’s she I caught,
Stealing the wool,
From my knitting bag.
(It used to be full,
But I don’t like to nag.)
If it could be returned,
When she’s done with it,
My thanks you’ll have earned,
As I’d quite like to knit.
What’s the Worst That Could Happen?
What’s the worst that could happen?
Well, I’m not too sure.
Could be a hole in your shirt,
As you walk out the door.
Or going out dressed
In your finery,
When everyone else
Is in jeans and a tee.
Or that brilliant idea
You had in the night,
But cannot remember
Try as you might.
Or when no one laughs
At your very best joke.
But the worst that could happen?
Is the Internet’s broke.