It was a normal Saturday morning
So up we went for coffee
To our favourite coffee house,
But it was different today.
Myself and my lover went,
But others came as well.
My daughter was with us,
With us for the weekend,
So she came as well.
My neighbour across the road,
A very good friend for many years,
She came as well.
And I asked our new neighbour
Who had moved in a few doors down,
She came as well.
So there we were
Sitting at the table,
Drinking our coffee,
Chatting and laughing together.
But anyone looking at us
May have had the thought,
“Blimey, he is lucky sitting there,
Sitting there with his harem!”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 18th, 2024 02:10
- Comment from author about the poem: It is just that most of my friends are ladies.
- Category: Humor
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Comments8
Good write Gold. lol.
Thanks Orchi.
Some may have even thought chickens lol I wouldn't mind being around a round table with you for a bit of chit chat dear Andy. 🌹
Most kind Teddy, I might be able to get a win edgeways with chickens. LOL
Andy
how lovely is that .. can't beat a good chin wag can you ..
You certainly can't Neville, chatting with friends is so wonderful.
Andy
I too have been in this position and it feels pretty good. Great write Andy.
It certainly does soren, thank you
Andy
'He's always so quiet', they said - 'still waters run deep'....
So true Dave, I had to wait a long time for an edgeways to get a word in. LOL.
Andy
I'm not sure it was words they were referring to Andy........
I may well have thought the same thing. All the ladies know who to hang out with. 😉👍
They may well do AP, thank you.
Andy
A caee of mistaken identity. A great fun poem.
Thank you David, much appreciated.
Andy
Excellent work.
Thank you Thomas.
Andy
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