POEMS - With Tongue In Cheek

[Lena & Harry Smith]

Yeah but it's serious Eman when you are wondering what you've done with your glasses and discover they are on your nose

[karl]

Never done that with glasses L&H but I sometimes forget where I put my car keys, I do have a regular place for them but if I'm distracted and they're not there panic sets in LOL.

[Lena & Harry Smith]

Karl, I think there is a device that traces your lost car keys that react with a whistle when you whistle.
Mind you all the dogs in the neighbourhood will turn up !!

[keithgood838]

Hi L&H
The lines, such as they are, were prompted by a newspaper
report about dementia in which it said that the time to be
concerned is when one forgets one's memory failings.
At least now we know the kind of symptom to look out for.
Nobody commented on my latest Matt verse, Cosmic Crooners.
I set great store by fellow forumites assessments of my Monro
verses - and I can take considered criticism on the chin.

[Lena & Harry Smith]

So sorry. I simply forgot to remember to reply Keith, but very good I must say.

[karl]

Karl, I think there is a device that traces your lost car keys that react with a whistle when you whistle.
Mind you all the dogs in the neighbourhood will turn up !!

You haven't heard me attempt to whistle, it's laughable!

[Eman]

Sorry Keith, hadn't been round much, but I did like your tribute to the Cosmic Crooners, maybe you can write one for Val and Cilla.

Ha ha Lena and Harry, Karl, sometimes I forget that I'm wearing my glasses when I walk into the shower since they have become like a permanent fixture to my face. LOL

[keithgood838]

Here's a Cockney verse exposition of petticoat power; a merciful
excerpt only to spare male forum members sensitivities:

IT'S A GREAT BIG SHAME

I've lost a pal, 'e's the best in all the tahn,
But don't you fink 'im dead, becos 'e aint -
But since 'e's wed 'e 'as 'ad ter knuckle dahn -
It's enuf to wex the temper of a saint!
'E's a brewer's drayman wiv a leg o' mutton fist,
An' as strong as a bullick or an 'orse -
Yet in 'er hands 'e's like a little kid -
Oh, I wish as I could get 'im a divorce.

CHORUS
It's a great big shame, an' if she belonged ter me
I'd let 'er know who's who -
Naggin' at a feller wot is six foot free,
And 'er only four foot two!
Oh, they 'adn't been married not a month nor more,
When underneath 'er fumb goes Jim -
Oh, isn't a pity as the likes of 'er
Should put upon the likes of 'im?

Edgar Bateman
(1860-1946)

[Lena & Harry Smith]

Love this song Keith by the Old Music Hall entertainer Gus Elan. The petticoat power gets stronger in the second verse
This was often my late Brother-In-Law's party piece where we all joined in the chorus with gusto.

[karl]

Love this song Keith by the Old Music Hall entertainer Gus Elan. The petticoat power gets stronger in the second verse
This was often my late Brother-In-Law's party piece where we all joined in the chorus with gusto.

I can just imagine you singing it down the Old Bull And Bush LOL!

[Lena & Harry Smith]

Ha Ha !!! Well, " The Old Bull And Bush " at Golders Green for instance has come a long way since those days Keith.

[keithgood838]

What an apt name, Gus Elan (new to me),
for a polished performer, L&H.

MOTIF MAINTENANCE

I enquired of a friend:
'Have you decided to spend
some money on your wife and take her
on holiday to the good old USA?'
Came the dutiful reply: 'Alaska.'

[karl]

Ha Ha !!! Well, " The Old Bull And Bush " at Golders Green for instance has come a long way since those days Keith.

Hey I ain't Keith"!!!!

I've been to Golders Green once for the last ever show in Dusty's tv series.

[Lena & Harry Smith]

Whoops Sorry Karl. I'll have to increase the medication.

[karl]

Whoops Sorry Karl. I'll have to increase the medication.

Nah! I think you need to come off it altogether