Inclement

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INCLEMENT

There's a time in all our lives........

Before we're grandmothers and wives.......

When weather hasn't any power,

Be it deluge, be it shower.

As we age we start to grizzle

About the dampness of the drizzle.

We start complaining about the breeze

And how it's whipping round our knees.

We squabble over the allocation

Of the umbrella's situation.

'Hey! Mind my eye! with those blasted spokes!' ......

And, believe me, we're not making jokes.

But there are times when we recall

That weather didn't count at all

In those long-gone days of sweet romance

When all the raindrops did was dance.

Even the cold rain of December

Felt like a benison, I remember.

If we felt damp, and water trickled,

It didn't chill, it merely tickled.

And then we laughed and laughed together,

Sharing the big joke of the weather.

These two will, one day, be so staid

That rain will make them both dismayed,

But, just for now, soaked to the skin,

It's a perfect climate that they're in.

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THE EAGLEPHANT

(A Fable)

An Elephant and an Eagle chanced to meet one day.

Said the Elephant to the Eagle 'Why do you look that way?

Why have you mighty wings that beat and let you rule the sky?

How come you are the King of all that great big realm on high?'

Said the Eagle to the Elephant ' It's because I am the best;

Very much superior to you and all the rest.'

'Oh no!' replied the Elephant ' I am of much more worth

Because I rule the creatures that are living here on earth.

My strength is truly wondrous; I could crush you with one blow.

I am superior to you. I think you ought to know!'

They argued and they argued about who should be the King,

The creature on Terra Ferma  or the creature on the wing.

They wrangled and they wrangled  and they almost came to blows

Till they both said 'This is silly! Why should we two be foes?

Let us combine our attributes, then all will be aware

That the mighty Eaglephant is King on Earth and in the Air!'

And so the Eaglephant was born, in truth a mighty creature

An Elephant with Eagle's wings, a most unusual feature.

But it was one that could not fly because of the great weight

And, in the jungle, it could not move! Such was the creature's fate!

Time and again the Eaglephant tried to run and soar,

Testing its equipment till it could try no more!

Exhausted, collapsing on the ground, it admitted its defeat

Admitting that an Eaglephant is an easy thing to beat.

So one went back to flying and one to stomping round,

Both of them magnificent, in the air or on the ground.

The moral of this story is  'Be happy with your lot'.

Or else you may lose even that which you thought you had got!

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Let-Down

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LET-DOWN

After the party I made my way home,
Feeling my life was drab.
The most exciting event that night
Had been the ride in the taxi cab!
Nothing seemed to be going my way.
Timothy hadn't called
And Eddie had said we were all washed up.
It seemed my life had stalled.
As we approached the house I saw
The windows ablaze with light.
Had one of them actually changed his mind?
What a delightful sight!
If it were Eddie I'd make quite sure
That I didn't seem too keen.
I'd toy with him, yes that's what I'd do
After all, he had been mean
If it were Timothy I'd have row
And put him on the spot.
I didnt want him to get the idea
That he was all I'd got.
I rushed up the pathway, and through the door
Lips all pursed for kissing.
I'd certainly show these errant beaux
Exactly what they'd been missing,
There was my house ablaze with light
And not a man in sight!
I'd forgotten to turn the lights off
When I'd gone out that night!

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THE GREAT GOD THOR

With his great red beard and his muscled arms

He once ruled in the sky.

His hammer was the thunder

That men heard as he passed by.

The sparks flew from his anvil 

And men saw the lightning flash,

And all the power on earth was there

Amid the roar and crash.

But he was also god of farming,

So the ancients must have seen

A link between  his power

And a world of verdant green.

And still the link continues

Between energy and growth;

And still we hold the old dream dear

That we can have them both.

For Thorium is ours to mine

And to use instead of coal.

Thorium, not uranium,

Can play a useful role.

Named after the great god on high

And found in many places,

It's likely to be cleaner 

Than the black fuels it replaces.

Safer, cleaner energy;

We'll need it more and more.

Once more we'll find we give our thanks

To the power of the great god, Thor.

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The Cure

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THE CURE

Mistress Mead! You are unwell!

I'm a Doctor; I can tell.

I even know the troublesome part;

I'm sorry to tell you, it's your heart.

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Doctor! Can't you cut it out?

It's beyond fixing, there's no doubt.

Can't you find someone who's died,

And just slip his good heart inside?

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Mistress Mead! You are delirious!

Now I know your case is serious!

Such a cure can never be!

It's an impossibility!

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                                                 Monet

AN IMPRESSION OF AN IMPRESSION

Orange sun, gazing at its own reflection.

The bustling dockyard, softened by morning mist.

The muted conversation in the little boat.

The rhythm of the rowlocks.

Clouds, lit from beneath, like a canopy.

The mist rising.

Hold back the garish day!

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