Sunday, November 27, 2011

Jumping Jackie


She had been away too long,
All in the name of sport.
'Nothing should take the place of me'....
That was what he thought.
'But, darling, this is special;
At High Jump I'm the tops.
I promise you, one more medal
And that's where competing stops.
If I win this medal in Japan
We'll get married right away.
Right there, as soon as the train gets in,
You can name the day.'
The time went by so slowly,
He felt sure that she'd forgotten;
He mooched around day after day,
Feeling absolutely rotten.
Then came the email message......
'Be sure to meet the train.'
Nothing else, but he was glad
To be seeing her again.
He stood there on the platform,
As the train drew in.
Was happiness or misery
Just about to begin?
Like a bullet out of a gun
She hurtled to his side
As he stood excitedly waiting
With his two arms open wide.
With just one simple gesture
That made his wild heart thump,
She proved she kept her promises.
And she proved that she could ........jump!


There was a young lady called Queenie
Who quite overflowed her bikini.
Being sturdily built,
When she flopped on a quilt
She was told to eat less tortellini!

It was quite a big day yesterday. Malcolm's Car Club had its Xmas Lunch at mid-day and then I was in a Gala Concert at night. It was a lovely program, mostly classical. Another lady and I were light relief.

This was a delightful group called 'Promise' from a local Religious College.

I just love this photograph Malcolm took of the pipe organist

And here's me, grimacing!


Madeleine Begun Kane said...

I loved your limerick and jump poem!

Kellie Elmore said...

I just LOVE the humor you always bring! Thanks for the big smile this morning! Nice read! :) See you next week!

P.S... please help spread the word about FWF if you dont mind. Participation is lacking lately :(

Marbles in My Pocket said...

A wonderful poem and post! Very entertaining!

Anonymous said...

This is a sweet, fun take on the prompt. Nice.