ADVERSARY RHYMES 7 8 & 9
Leo Locket lost his pocket
Kitty Fisher found it
And there was something deep inside
It had a ribbon round it.
Wee Sally Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Matured on a Tuesday,
Chased on a Wednesday,
Caught on a Thursday,
Deflowered on a Friday,
Delivered on a Saturday,
Married on a Sunday,
And that was the story
Of Wee Sally Grundy.
Little boy Blue
likes blowing his horn
his bed’s by the window
the room is quite warm
and the man who’s there with him
is he asleep?
He’s under the blanket earning his keep.
Will you disturb him?
No not I
for if I do
he’ll poke my eye.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Good concept Michael.
Thanks Andy.
Good writes and pic Michael.
Didn't you need the smelling salts?
Ahh yes, bit swoony in places, these are!
Always fantastic!
Very droll MICHEAL ~ Some Golden Oldies in there ~ Thanks for sharing ~ Please check my TREE ~ Thanks BRIAN ~ Love the emptiness of your WC !
A busy week for Sally there, and her life gone in a week too!
She was a week person Orchi
funny stuff michael,love the rhymes
Not to everyone's taste but I love them - thanks Ron.
That was a hell-of-a week wee Sally had! Time flies, indeed.
Cute one, Michael.
I can formally declare that Leo Locket had nothing to do with it - he was visiting Little Boy Blue at the time.
Just great, Michael! Enjoyed all three very much!
A bit close to the knuckle - I sometimes wonder if I should post them but they are more innuendo than anything and I do see a lot worse on the site.
You are a writer, Michael, a poet, and a good one I might add! Until recently, I would never have used the f-word in my writing, but thanks to this site and all of you, I am now much more confident and willing to go out on a limb sometimes. Like I did with my poem 'Life is a Mess'. As writers we have to be willing to actually go past the knuckle, and to hell with convention. Call it experimentation, or expansion of horizons. We all have a naughty, or maybe a little bit crazy side that is normally hidden. Why not let it out once in a while? Just for fun, or to see what happens.
You can even compare it a little bit with your paintings. You paint these beautiful country scenes, but at the same time are also painting abstracts, outside of the 'conventional'.
So, I am glad you let me see not only part, but all sides of you.
What made me hesitate was a poem which I can only describe as filth involving children which was posted early today. It also upset others and I put in a complaint - I am pleased to say it was deleted by the powers that be. This was, of course a million miles from my seaside humour and I hope never to see the likes of it again on this site.
All that said your generous words of encouragement have made my day and brought me back to reality - you speak such common sense and I am truly grateful - you are the best of friends even though we have never met and I do value that friendship - thank you Fred.
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