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A flower is brighter than a diamond.And gentler than a raindrop.
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Photo by Mike Flemming.
A flower is brighter than a diamond.And gentler than a raindrop.
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I rode on that horse on the Merry- Go- Round at the New Year Fair,
And every time I came around,Dad were standing there.
The horses they went up and down,as it whirled around.
To me ,so small, they seemed so high,up above the ground.
You knew I loved those magic horses more than owt at all,
Dad,you let me ride one,though Mam thought I were too small!
I shall never forget the happiness in my heart imbued;
Yet more than I loved those horses, Dad,I loved you.
I wish I were a child again and you were with us today
I think we’d recognize your voice,and listen to what you’d say.
Why did God snatch you up ,it seemed to be so wrong.?
But thank you,Dad, for the Merry- Go- Round,and thank you for the songs.
I think that life’s like a Merry -Go- round that we are turning on.
And every time it whirls around.someone else has gone.
We don’t know how long we’ll ride our horses, so merry,and so gay.


Stan is feeling low and sad.
His good wife Mary has gone mad.
Stan is feeling Guilt and Fear
He knows now that it’s wrong to leer.
Stan has been a naughty boy.
He let a mistress with him toy.
But Mary found his mobile phone
When she was at home all alone.
His mistress lived next door to him
Which made it convenient to sin.
While Mary worked hard teaching maths
The lovers lingered in the bath.
He was meant to do the chores.
Chopping wood and painting doors.
He had to bake the cakes and bread.
So that the household would be fed.
But Stan into temptation fell,
As did his neighbour Anne as well.
They enjoyed kisses and hugs,
And lying down in woolly rugs.
Oh Mary, she was most appalled.
She screamed and yelled and cried and bawled.
So Stan has gone for therapy.
What sort of changes will he see?
He lies down on a long brown couch.
Behind which the therapist crouched.
He says to Stan,”now let it rip.
I want your mouth to be unzipped.”
Was your mother kind to you?
Did she train you on the loo?
Did she wash your mouth with soap?
Was she prone to sulk and mope?
Stan thought this man verbose.
So he kept his own lips close.
When he got the bill to pay.
He told the therapist, “No way”
“You have been the one to talk.”
He glared like a crusading hawk.
“You should pay me,not I pay you!”
What was his therapist going to do!
“I’m glad you’ve managed to speak out.
Your sanity is not in doubt.
I’ll tear the bill up for this week.
And next time I want you to speak.”
So Stan unleashed his every thought
Just as the Freudians once taught.
I don’t know how he feels inside.
But language is a useful guide.
And as he sees his therapist,
His mistress is not greatly missed.
He wanted more attention,
So now his bad ways are all gone!
He got a part time job as well.
So he could pay his therapy bill.
Mary is still teaching maths.
And now it’s she with whom he baths!
I was utterly in love with a Greek
Who found it hard learning to speak.
So we both rolled our eyes
And uttered soft cries.
So his English remained very weak.
“Oaf” sounds old fashioned today.
Swearing and cursing dismay.
Do we need to offend
And rude words to send?
Let’s alter how we interplay.
To call me an oaf was so rude
I might even say it was crude.
But in the long run
We had so much fun
I won’t let this insult intrude.
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