Frozen bread

I couldn’t find any  new ice pack
Just a frozen slice of brown bread
So I put the Pole’s bread on my hand
And on my knee,  the infra red head

Ice  reduces our swellings
Unless   a man got us with child
Infra red  soothes  our tight muscles
Till they feel as if they’ve been boiled

But if we are swollen with pride
It never gets anyone far
I told you the truth,I’m a liar.
I spent all I owed in  a Bar.

Can’t Jesus be born as a baby
Could  we start over again?
Look at the food banks and wonder
At the words of the  Christian men

Abraham didn’t kill Isaac
But we  killed, withdrawing State aid
Look at the man in the paper
Who weighed less than 6 stone when he died

We killed most of Christ’s people in Europe
We killed the gays and the lost
We could not have sacrificed  children
Unless they were Jewish  like Christ.

Tell God we don’t want any ethics
We want to be free  like the brutes
He will be sad as he wonders
Why he has ashes not fruit

 

In vice

To which great god do  people sacrifice?
Humans are burnt offerings like goats
Is there any god so filled with vice?

Upward  human smoke and ash will fly
We may watch constricted in our throats
To which great god do  people sacrifice?

Which of us can have an alibi?
If we live, we live like dead men float
Is there any god so filled with vice?

Did any try to disrupt with  their cries?
Some rest secluded hid by their own moats
To which great god do  people sacrifice?

Even God the Father ,even Christ
Do not interfere where hate is brought
Are there  other gods who  enjoy vice?

Is it murder.soldiers ask the Ghost
Eternal mother  do you see men roast?
For which great god are  humans sacrificed?
Is there any hymn  composed in vice?

Get rid of wax

blackredstart2019-1I have been studying wax.I found there was some wax on my wool skirt.I also  found some on the carpet
The way to remove is to put some kitchen paper over it and possibly under it if it is a garment.Then press it with a hot iron.The wax will melt and go onto the paper
This has worked very well but along with fixing my account book it has taken my morning

I find a lightweight dry iron is ok for most clothes.

Thank goodness  the days are longer.I can go out later on at last as I can’t see well in the darkIMG_20190129_115017.jpg

Clara, the cat

I  saw a shadow on my wall
Cast by the setting sun
I turned around to see a face
That made me feel real glum.
“Twas Peter in a cardboard box
He  seemed in a foul mood
He’d lost his  head while logging on
But now it’s been re-glued!

He likes windows, doors  as well
He liked his Vista wide.
But Windows Ten is just alright
As his little cat  has spied.
She looks in one,she looks in two
She looks in seven and eight
She sees nothing but smoke and flames
Oh,what a nasty fright!

Pete comes out  and sniffs the air
Now he is feeling bright.
He’s fixed all his new purchases
He’s set his world to rights.
He nibbles hot cheese scones and beets
He drinks his coffee neat
He daydreams as he sits and smiles
Clara’s by his feet

Hate and love

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“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn’t part of ourselves doesn’t disturb us.”
― Stephen A. Mitchell, Freud and Beyond: A History of Modern Psychoanalytic Thought