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Poetry is good, but you have to be in the Mood for it, am I right???

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Blimey steamy windows the lot!
We know a song about that.
Who is a Brummie?
I once lived in Tamworth the Nuneaton, does that count?

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No way, not close enough to the revolution.

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Oh well where is my song?
Steamy windows Tina Turner.
You are lagging.

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Yes, I have a Puffer Jacket.

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Good Night Possums. X

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The scribble twins are here again
They drive us up the wall
They say they are mutations
But Shets a far off call??

The post their silly limericks
Misspell and preach to all
And when they turn to Utube
It sends me ‘round the hall [bend]

They trounce ‘round in their nighties
Twinkle like a bloody star
I wish I had a magic wand
To send them to afar!

One drives a truck with old ladies
The other a jeep with corks
And when they’re drinkin coffee
It’s just talk and talk and talk

But we’ve only got six members
Well mines a three piece suite
So we need as many scribbles
It’s like a lottery sweep

What really keeps us goin
Is the unknown from afar
Could be Dublin, NZ or Brummy land
A long way to go in car

I wish I had an island
Where I could dump them all
To sit and write their limericks
Play guitars to 4am call

But I guess we’re stuck with cyberspace
It’s sort of free and busy
And there’s so much miss-interaction
I feel like thin tin lizzie?

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Ohhhh,gummy,what a sad refrain
you waffle on in such great pain
and even mispelled espresso again
so tell me-what's it like to have a brick for a brain?

Yakketty-yak,it's on you go,
displaying all the things you don't know
and giving your credulity a crashing blow
-because Shetland's an archipelago!

But never mind,we don't expect much,
just you to waffle and jibber and such;
it's just nice to know we can stay in touch
...ol' Puggy's gumbud's social crutch.

So,me old mate,go rest your head
and try not to cry over bad things you've said;
after all,if you cry again you'll wet the bed,
just like last time-and then you'll be filled with dread!

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I was thinking about Witches earlier.
When I was a child, there were two sisters that lived in this great big house.
It was a creepy run down place, all the kids used to say they were Witches, and I was scared. One used to dye her hair that bright orange colour, and dress in weird clothes.
The other sister dressed in clothes from the Forties and looked silly.
You know how kids make up stuff when we were younger.
We believed all that rubbish.

Well as I grew older I plucked up the courage to speak to them one day.
They were still waiting for their loved ones to come home from WW2, I think that was so sad.
They were left the house by their parents. They were lovely excentric old dears.
The inside of the great house was just amazing, a place stuck in time.

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That reminded me of the two Sisters in “Arsenic and Old Lace”, ever so sweet and well meaning, knocking off all the lonely old men to send them on to a better happier place.
But fair play to your Sisters in the big house, true to their sweethearts till the end.

My brother in law is lying in the funeral parlour, just got back from there, I was surprised to hear he’s being cremated tomorrow after the 12 O’Clock mass, cremation is becoming very popular over here now, it used to be forbidden by the church in my younger days, now that they have lost their power everyone is dying to be cremated, as if for spite.