Irish Renga on the second day of Purim

Jerry Reynolds

There was an old codger called Goldie
Who thought he was going to be mouldy
He scrubbed himself clean
Into such a bright sheen
That he saw he was just an oldie.
Goldfinch60

That odd cheesey smell eminating


had provided a rudest awakening


he nearly did flounder


by the fresh deli counter


but was only the cheddar they're grating

 

assured he weren't going insane

he ordered some cheese with blue veins


it suited his palette


but strained at his wallett


yes life's a funny old game

 

then he dined with a local old farmer


who's wife was really a charmer
a bit of a cracker


and never a slacker


he nibbled a slice of leerdammer


dusk arising

 

The the cheese on the plate was just patie


which would make him become a bit fatty


To go with his beer


he wanted some cheer


so went off and found dolce laite


Goldfinch60

 

Though his sweet tooth's a mouldy old molar


he won't ever drink diet cola


it has to be said


a full bodied red


he prefers alongside cambazola


dusk arising

 

Eating his crackers in bed


Thinking of chardonnays and reds


Puzzled by woodas and shouldas


He wished he had chosen Goudas


A top these crackers instead.


Jerry Reynolds

 

‘Oh mirror, mirror on the wall


Can’t you reassure me at all?’


“Oh no sir, it is just too late -


Far better to accept your fate.”


Doggerel Dave

  • Author: Jerry Reynolds (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2021 09:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: What we need are vaccinees, a chalkboard and a pub
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  • dusk arising

    Is it me or a sign of the times
    reading such lyrical rhymes
    someone's making merry
    it's that Reynolds bloke Jerry
    he's using my very best lines



    • Jerry Reynolds

      Pinching my lines? He said it.
      Even while given the credit.
      It’s not much of a crime.
      Fine me a pint; I’ll do the time
      for practicing the skills of edit.

    • Doggerel Dave

      What a jolly jape of a collection.
      Poets included in your selection
      Will be grateful for a second airing
      The publicity will be worth bearing.

      PS: your title is the most enigmatic part of the whole thing - or is that just my ignorance?

      • Jerry Reynolds

        Purim is a metaphor for the pandemic.

        • Doggerel Dave

          Getting tired Jerry (lol)? Implied in my PS above is a desire to know the meaning of the title of your collection, which, I would remind you, in its entirety reads "Irish Renga on the second day of Purim".
          Now a full comprehension of the meaning would require an interpretation of each of the elements within your title (outstanding at present is 'Irish Renga') plus their relation to each other and hence a full understanding of the whole......... (lol)

        • Goldfinch60

          So he finds them quite merry
          These lines from the Kerry
          is he just joking
          or is he just poking
          that Reynolds that we call Jerry

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Any excuse to be merry
          albeit on the edge of Kerry.
          An Irish Renga sublime
          penned by mates of mine
          sweet as a bowl of cherries.

        • Neville


          ..... gotta larf tho dont'cha .. made me chuckle too and truly ..

          ....... some splendid wordplay here sir.....

          • Jerry Reynolds

            That was a fun day, Neville, and Thanks for the visit



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