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John and Jane Adventure
John and Jane live way off the beaten track in the back of beyond.
It was an extremally hard life for all; they had to make do and mend.
They really had sweet fanny Adams and had to just suck it and see.
Yet they always remained as thick as thieves and very best friends.
At the drop of a hat John like to act the giddy goat, some
said John was barking mad.
If the truth was really known, John was completely off his trolley.
Though they both always sailed close to the wind, they didn't do anything bad.
Jane thought John was flavour of the month and people were
just barking up the wrong tree.
Jane was a very pretty woman; she had a face that launched a thousand ships.
Compared to Jane other girls couldn't cut the mustard and cried all the way to the bank.
She made them feel as sick as a parrot; she often got told by them to sling her hook.
When the sour grapes got too much, Jane couldn't keep a stiff upper lip,
Sometimes her heart sank.
John and Jane's shed blood sweat and tears on the family farm it was back
Breaking but all in a day's work.
The family motto was where there is muck there is brass, and they left no
Stone unturned to earn a few bob.
Sometimes they had to bite the bullet even though it was not as easy as
Pie and do a deal under the counter.
They knew the walls have ears but didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth,
so they went to see a man about a dog.
If it went wrong, they knew they would be hung drawn and quartered by their parents,
but they didn't want to go back to square one.
Jane thought it sounded too good to be true but John thought they
couldn’t let another chance bite the dust.
The man promised not to spill the beans and rub salt into their wounds;
he gave them a ballpark figure.
It went according to plan the deal was all over bar the shouting, it was the
Real McCoy but could in this man they trust.
They agreed as a rule of thumb it takes two to tango and they were not
stealing someone else's Thunder.
They thought all is fair in love and war and they didn't want to add insult to
injury and eat some humble pie.
So, everything passed the acid test and believing this was the Full Monty
they signed on the dotted line.
Knowing Rome wasn't built in a day they had been saved at the 11th hour; in the
end the deal was easy as pie.
Now they were alive and kicking and thought it's true every dog does have its day,
and they had been saved by the bell.
It was all their own choosing no one held them over a barrel, and no one played
mind games with their head.
They wouldn't be for the high jump with their parents who happily said Well that's a turn up
for the books and they were as proud as punch.
John and Jane thought Wham bam thank you ma'am we managed to turn the tables
now we're off to paint the town red.
Tobani 2025
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Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is an experiment, for those few who are kind enough to read let alone comment on other peoples work, i would like some feedback. I am interested in what people think and if you can see what i have tried to do, Thank you for your time. P.S. i do not need to know it is not very good, i ready know that.
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Comments5
Why it's as clear as day to me that even a blind hog can root up and acorn once in a while and I see as plain as the nose on your face. I'll give it a thumbs up.
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond, I can see you could see, what I was trying to do, Thank You
You are most welcome Tobani yes it came through loud and clear.
Tobani, I see exactly what you were going for here, my friend ...a full-on idiom symphony, stitched together to show how language itself becomes the story. You didn’t just use expressions; you built a world out of them. It’s a risky, clever experiment, and it works because you kept a narrative pulse running underneath. It’s funny, self-aware, and smartly chaotic...well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond, and that you could see what I was trying to do, Thank You
It's as plain as the nose on my face (or should that be as clear as?) .. This has a very English feel to it (or should that be flavour?) .. I have tried to count the total number of individual idioms you have used here, but repeatedly loose myself each time .. All in all, its unique and quite brilliant and I congratulate you on this literary achievement .. Have a FAB Friday my friend .. Neville 😎👍
Thank you for taking the time to read and responding, have a great weekend
I read. It turned out to be a novel experience. You experimented with idoms- I classify such poems under experimentation with language. Usually I find my grasp of the language too feeble to be able to unpack any poems with heavy linguistic experiment. Yet, I seemed to sail through your poem. I am sure it speaks volumes. Well done 👍
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond
How can you say "...it's not very good--"?! It's fun in your usual style, overloaded with truisms until it's too fun and way too clever! I love it. Beautifully rendered with exceptional imagery and an intriguing, haunting poignancy. Thank you very much for sharing.
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