Yet another lover leaves my bed

When another lover flees my cat sized bed

and leaves me wild and lonely in the night

I wonder if it’s unknown words I’ve read

Or isit that my eyes have known their spite?

I tempt this sin with all my female parts.
They feel I’m like a spider with a bat,
to cure ,devour,digest my ghoulish pests,
They think they should be learning on the sat.

But some who mind me feel they have been robbed.
I give them all detention,I’m a liar.
I give them generous fare and sing sheeps’ songs.
I give them comfort like a hellish fire

Oh,come back ,bad boy ,don’t desert me yet,
The clothes I thrashed for you are not quite set

Books I have red

At my interview for Uni I said my favourite books were:

To thrill a mocking bird
War and Lease.
A Xmas Carrot..
Picnic capers

Doctor give over..

Sins and incivility
Far from the mad and crowds.
The green and wooden flea.
Oliver missed.
David’s copper failed.
Hard Rhymes.
A book of humour for life buoys.
Cookery snooks..
How to learn anything in five minutes a day.

How to  be your own best fiend.

What was it called?

They offered me a job in the library

My doctor is blue

My doctor had a black face today

I scarcely knew what to say.

For if sysmpathy’s lacking

There’s no use unpacking

one’s delicate fears and dismay.

 

 

Fear gives me pain in my butt

As it loosens control of my gut

I  hate all the pain

from which there’s no gain..

and hope soon my  butt will be shut.

 

He tried hard to reassure me

but his motive was easy to see.

he was feeling quite blue

and didn’t know what to do….

Maybe all he can do is to be,