LAST SUPPER
Before you’re consigned to coffin and wreath
for all you old codgers a special treat
a banquet that’s free with plenty to eat
just be sure to bring with you your own set of teeth
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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My teeth are always with me in case I need to bite somebodies a**e!
From my childhood I can remember my family going down to Hastings ( used to live in Kent) with my Uncle 'erb (the H was never pronounced) in his car. On the way back we stopped at a park to have a picnic. Some whelks had been bought and my uncle started to eat one but couldn't chew it so he took his false teeth out of his mouth put the whelk between them and said "Now eat the bloody thing!" - it is a memory that is always in my mind.
Andy
Oh lol, good write and pic M.
Miss B got all her own teeth?
Where? When? Words, combined with your picture do have a certain appeal - lead me to what looks like a loverly old English pub.
And Andy - Your little anecdote is going to stay with me rather longer than it should...
Dave
Love this fun rhyme on this dull morning and the clarity and life in your watercolour is simply astounding my friend - thanks again for sharing your talents with us.
lol, so no soup then pffftttt
well there goes those:
'The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft a-gley.'
https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-4678
YUK bad subject. Im supposed to be getting suited up for a falsies plate but have to wait till they allow me out again. Meanwhile i am gurneying at lunchtime.
Maybe i will be able to do Goldfinches uncle Erb's trick if i lose any more teeth.
How's Mis B these days?
Not that it's a relevant comment, though we have banter! lol. Is she well known?
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