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Dear Marge

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When I was young and in my prime

My teachers they were stern

This helped with concentration

Much easier to learn.

But now I’m in my 60’s what

I find I have to do’s

Forget some old stuff to make room

For learning something new

 

 

When I was young and in my prime

I used to find I could

Remember everything I’d need

My memory was good

But now I’m in my 60’s

And got my travel pass

Now what was I saying?

 

 

When I was young and in my prime

I could not bend my cock

If I tried with both my hands –

Just like a stick of rock!

But now I’m in my 60’s

This is true no longer

I find it bends with just one hand –

Am I getting stronger?

 

 

Dear Marge, so if you should reply

It would be so much better

To print it in the Daily Sketch

Or better still, by letter.

These days I get confused by

Call Centres based in Dehli

And don’t seem able to receive

Them e-mails on my telly.

◄ Talkin' Brown Ale Blues

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Martin Peacock

Tue 27th Mar 2012 15:23

A goody, this me ol' mucker [although I haven't decided/discovered whether that 2nd stanza is deliberately all over the place to echo its subject or that it was unintentionally a product of one of those senior moments!]

Re: your comments on 'A Sibling's Prerogative'; as you say, JC, horses for courses and why should rhythm/no rhythm be an obstacle? Me, I was/am a Beatles AND Rolling Stones fan...and Beethoven and Steve Reich and Big Mama Thornton and the KLF and Stravinsky and Extreme Noise Terror...in other words aye, both rhythm and lack of it work for me. As I tried to tell that wassock at the writers' group, I like atonal music as much as harmonious; it being atonal, or unmelodic doesn't make it 'not music', just as lack of rhythm or metre doesn't make words nonpoetic. He's orthodox, 'old school' though - if a book tells you what a poem is supposed to look like, then that's exactly what a poem ought to look like. [He even dismissed impressionism and van Gogh, arguing that they only became great artists after they were safely dead and public opinion decreed their work 'art'. Some people only know what's good because they've been taught what to like. Idiots, eh?]

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Tue 27th Mar 2012 00:11

ha ha ha...oh I hope you read this tomorrow John :)

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Lynn Dye

Mon 26th Mar 2012 23:29

Had a good giggle at this, John. Pretty much agree with everything Isobel said.

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Isobel

Mon 26th Mar 2012 19:12

Dear John,

Mebbie if you directed your supple cock problems to page 3, you may find yourself rejuvenated and capable of applying two extremities to the job in hand...

I chuckled at your letter - particularly verse 2 where you seem to lose your rhyming scheme along with your marbles and your stick of rock.

Methinks rhyming schemes are the least of your problems though, John - so take what's left of your life in both hands - and enjoy it! x

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M.C. Newberry

Mon 26th Mar 2012 16:26

"If you can remember a cock
That was hard as a rock
Why worry when you find
Stuff coming harder to mind?!"
:-)
Good luck with your 27th March outing I see
publicised on WOL.

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Mon 26th Mar 2012 00:54

Just a minute - no repetition, hesitation, or diviation, Oops! wrong game. At least you exercised me giggle muscles. Ta muchly, Nick.

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Yvonne Brunton

Mon 26th Mar 2012 00:00

Ah yes I remember it well - I think?!
Thanks for a good giggle. xx

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