Soles heeled here


There is humour in the Bible we revere
Soles are heeled,partitions sent to God
Perfect love will complicate your fear

Five thousand people shared a single deer
The meat was cooked by a fierce lightning rod
There is humour in the Bible, we can hear

There is nothing much to buck up the impure
But plentiful the ways to cut off heads
Perfect love can escalate one’s fear

God made Jonah subtly disappear
And caught Elijah when in caves he hid
There is humour in the Bible if you peer

With a wail from Jonah,God appeared
His still small voice got louder by the Flood
Perfect love will castrate perfect fear

After many liars are burned as wood
I hope Gomorrha you will all be good
There is guidance in the Bible, but laugh here.
Perfect love will castrate perfect fear

Mam

By Katherine

I remember mother’s beauty and her coal stained and cracked hands
Each little line was etched in black, like a map to other lands
She always wore an apron that she made from an old dress
How I loved my mother,I did I must confess.

I remember mother’s beauty and the row of nappy pins
She always wore them like a brooch, while we kids made a din
The baby had her rusks and milk, she had a little pot
She slept inside a cradle then she moved into a cot

I remember most Mam’s cooking, the apple dumplings steamed
The kettle too sat on the fire , I played and then I dreamed
She had a tin of buttons, she was ace at making clothes
She knitted like an acrobat to forget her many woes

Her daddy was a miner till he had a heart attack
He came home black and dusty, then he filled his old tin bath
When he retired he got a dog, he loved her very well
He called her Lassie for her name, she was beautiful , my belle

Her daddy came to see us after our own daddy died
He helped our mother with odd jobs, then we all ate scones and cried

What?

My photo

Would you like a massage?

I’ve never cooked one yet.

Could you use a banana?

I need a hammer for this job.

Would you like a packed lunch?

It will take more than lunch to get a pact signed.

Why does corn flake?

It thinks it’s snow

Why do blood vessels narrow?

To make themselves thinner.

How do you spell artery?

Good guess.

Why is this a bad time for sex?

We don’t need them in South Africa

What is a plateau?

The female form of platoon

So how about cartoon?

The masculine form of cart

How about the eau?

Leave it off.

Why

I drank it

Hope the cartwheels were clean.

Do stop panicking.

Where is he?

With Mrs King.