Oh Do Shut Up !

Cherry

By Bradene

Tue, 04 Nov 2008
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Winter’s here, I hate this weather,
Let’s feel blue and down together.
Know I shouldn’t think this way
Just wish summertime could stay.
Where's the sun, I miss its warming
My old bones, arthritis forming
In my feet and in my back.
Hope the flu will not attack…
Just one more old woman moaning,
Please old sport, don’t you start groaning!

Shouldn’t waste time heeding me,
Boil the kettle, brew some tea.
Poor chap your teeth are chattering,
Shut me up and stop me nattering.
Just forget how bad I feel
Cook for us a special meal.
Something nice, yes, something nourishing,
Keep us both so bloody flourishing.
Keep us cosy, keep us warm
Keep us from the winter storm
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Certificate U
Poem
Life's Funny Little Foibles
Humour

Comments

Submitted by tcook on
I like it too! I am not perfect on the strict forms of poetry but I can see the odd rough edge from the sound. If you read Hiawatha you'll get the rhythm and once or twice here it seemed to get out of step. The most difficult line is 'Poor love your teeth are chattering' as you cannot put the stress on the soft word, love. But I am sure that the purists (and I use that word in a complimentary fashion) will put you right.

Submitted by Bradene on
Thanks Tony really appreciate the help and comments, just love the cherries :) I was thinking maybe chap would be a better word than love, you think? Val