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The hypocrite

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You choke on your cornflakes over stories of vicars and hoares,

And when the death sentence is imposed you give loud applause.

When they call for moral regeneration your first in the queue,

Oh my friend what if they knew what you do.

Behind closed doors the lamplight is low,

To the girl, barely legal, you are “Mr So and So”.

When the deed’s done homewards you go,

To the wife, and the kids – fine, upstanding Mr So and So.

 

In Praise Of Microsoft Word

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Oh Microsoft I love you.

I love the way you say in tones sweet

“document 1. Microsoft Word is not responding”.

I relish the opportunity you furnish for me to drink my tea while you hang with such grace and poise.

For the chance to eat my cereal while you continue to stick obstinately I give thanks.

I was in need of a shower so thanks, once more for affording me the opportunity to wash and dress as you continue to hang.

Thank you dear Microsoft for, finally allowing me to complete my poem which runs to an entire 4 lines.

 

Yours ever so gratefully,

A Humble Computer User.

 

(The above was written in response to the difficulties experienced while writing my poem, “Epitaph On A Poet” which appeared on this blog earlier today).

On Visiting The Walled Garden In Woolton Woods

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Earlier today I visited the garden in Woolton Woods, which contains a large number of benches paid for by the family and friends of those wishing to commemorate the lives of the departed.

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A walled garden.

Summer flowers bloom.

Memorial benches speak.

“One day that will be you”.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woolton_Woods_and_Camphill