As ye sow so must ye reap

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
An old adage which still applies today
You paid no heed although you had been warned
But you will learn there is a price to pay.

You chose to lie to satisfy your lust
You promised her complete fidelity
But then you shamelessly betrayed her trust.
Only a fool could fail to see that she.

Would feel she had the right to punish you.
But she was wise enough to know
that in due course you will receive your due.
Your many sins will not be allowed to go.

unpunished: You must suffer in your turn.
A lesson which philanderers all learn.

Friday,05 March 2010
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Quality not Quantity for MY Lady Irene

When I was young and in my prime
I could make love at any time
But now I ‘m growing old and weak
I only manage twice a week.

My lady’s not as old as me
but she accepts quite readily
My thrusting days of youth are gone
although the urge still lingers on.

She knows I do the best I can
like any other loving man.
She says it’s quite sufficient
that she is happy and content

and so am I to tell the truth.
I lack the energy of youth.
To me a source of manly pride
to know my Lady’s satisfied.

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Broken dream

America, land of the free.
Anyone can aspire to be
President: though reality
to me would appear to be.

Only the rich have any chance
You need dollars to enhance
and create the circumstance.

By which you could achieve your goal
I have to say that on the whole.

That you are only free to dream.

Cash dollars taking precedence.

Over proven ability
and personal integrity.

If you have cash then you can buy

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Dragons Teeth.

We know: We’ve seen it all before.
Devastation, desolation
the aftermath of modern war.

Although it shocks us to the core
It recalls to our attention.
We know: we’ve seen it all before.

We have chosen to ignore
Lack of valid information
The aftermath of modern war

To us it’s just another chore
needing little explanation.
We know: We’ve seen it all before

There is no way we can
restore any kind of cultivation.
The after math of modern war.

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Summertime? 2006 for M lady Ernestine

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Now is the winter of our discontent.
Although I must confess it seems to me,
this is not how things are supposed to be.
It goes against established precedent.
The months of summer in the past were spent
outdoors in pleasant sunshine happily.
Though not this year it has rained constantly.
I’m left to wonder where the summer went
The global warming warnings have been changed
Now climate change seems to dominate the new
Expert’s opinions have been rearranged.
Each day appears to change their views.
Their arguments with each other ranged
from certainty to I don’t know what is true.

3-Sep-08
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Black & white and shades of grey.

The curfew marks the fading of the light.
Now is the time when shadows congregate.
In hidden corners where they wait.
To welcome eagerly the fall of night.
Although by daylight forced to hide from sight.
The fall of darkness sets the shadows free
To go about their business secretly.
The quiet hours when the shadows claim their right.
But dawn will come and with the dawn daylight.
The shadows then are forced to hide away.
Throughout the day, to wait impatiently
Counting the hours until the fall of night.
Though where the shadows hide no man can say
With any degree of accuracy.

Tuesday,07 February 2012
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Burning Question

Do you believe there is a God?
and if you do pray tell me why.
Myself I find it rather odd.
I do believe I would reply.

I do believe I have no doubt
Though I cannot prove it’s so.
Despite the stories told about
God. Nobody seems to really know.

If God created man or he
created God so he would be
a whipping boy who we could blame
or pour out blessings on his name.

When everything goes right for us.
Does God exist omnipotent?
And do we make him furious
because we’re always discontent.

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Orthodigital Todays Lunacy

My new dentures are digital
because I have the wherewithal
to buy the latest gadgetry.
I love modern technology.

They play pop music as I eat.
No other dentures can compete,
can receive the latest news
from any channel which I choose.

I need not change the batteries
they can recharge themselves with ease.
The movement of my lower jaw
creates the current which they store.

I think that I can claim to be.
The first to have such dentistry.
They are my only claim to fame
have become a household name.

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Lying Fallow

All natures know it’s for the best.
Except for man who lacks the sense
to realise it’s time for rest.
Man views the winter as a test,
a hurdle barrier or fence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
Although unwelcome as a guest
Conceited man makes no pretence
to realise it’s time for rest
He raises his voice in protest
he’s far too quick to take offence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
He longs for spring becomes obsessed.
Wild creatures have the confidence
to realise it’s time for rest.
Nature regards man as a jest,
and doubts his mental competence.
All nature knows it’s for the best
to realise its time for rest.

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Aftermath for Friend Thad

I’m feeling rather delicate;
perhaps it’s something that I ate.
My stomach’s complains bitterly
It churns and churns incessantly.

I’m feeling bloated full of gas,
the pressure builds but will no pass.
It is becoming serious
I’m feeling really nauseous.

Then suddenly I feel the urge
a desperate need to go and purge.
I go and sit upon the throne.
Ah. Such relief I’ve never known.

I get but little sympathy.
My wife declares that I should be
aware of my capacity.
That too much beer is bad for me.

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